In this episode of Cannabis Stories, we follow a humorous and cautionary tale of Sam, a 30-something who tries cannabis edibles for the first time. Ignoring his friend Dave's advice, Sam consumes an entire brownie, leading to an intense and overwhelming high. The story chronicles his hilarious and panic-filled experience as he navigates the munchies and calls Dave for help. Ultimately, Sam learns to respect the potency of edibles and has a memorable first encounter with cannabis.

Hey there, and welcome to another episode of Cannabis Stories where we share

the wild, funny, and sometimes downright bizarre tales from the world of weed.

Today’s story is about a first-timer’s high.

You know, that unforgettable experience when someone takes their first puff

of the magic herb and things...

well, they don’t exactly go as planned.

Sit back, relax, and enjoy this hilarious tale of Sam’s First Dance with Mary Jane.

So, let me set the scene for you.

Sam is your typical 30-something guy, a bit of a late bloomer when

it comes to the cannabis world.

He’s never really been into weed – not for any particular

reason, just never had the urge.

But after hearing all his friends rave about how relaxing it is and

how it can make a Friday night movie marathon ‘so much better,’ he decides,

What the heck, let’s give this a try.

Sam’s not one to dive headfirst into anything without a little research.

So, he reads up, asks a few friends, and settles on trying an edible.

Because, you know, smoking seems a bit intense for a first-timer, and edibles?

They’re just like a snack, right?

Now, here’s where things get interesting.

Sam’s friend, let’s call him Dave, is the self-proclaimed ‘weed guru’ of the group.

Dave gives Sam a brownie – a delicious, innocent-looking

square of chocolatey goodness.

And here’s the key detail: Dave says, ‘Sam, only eat half.

Trust me on this.

Edibles hit different.

But Sam – bless his cautious heart – decides to take it slow.

He cuts the brownie into quarters, figuring, ‘Hey, I’ll

start small and see how I feel.

So, Sam eats his tiny piece of brownie, sits back on the couch, and waits.

And waits.

And waits some more.

After about 45 minutes, nothing’s happening.

Sam’s just sitting there, feeling completely normal.

So, he thinks, ‘Okay, maybe this isn’t enough.

Maybe I need to eat more.’

You know where this is going, right?

So, Sam eats another quarter.

And then another.

And still, nothing.

At this point, he’s feeling a bit cheated.

He’s thinking, ‘What’s the big deal?

Why is everyone so hyped about this?

I don’t feel a thing

Another 30 minutes go by, and now Sam’s eaten the entire brownie.

Every last crumb.

And that, dear listeners, is when the universe decided to flip the switch.

Suddenly, it hits him.

Like a freight train.

Sam’s sitting on his couch when, out of nowhere, his body feels like

it’s melting into the cushions.

His arms are heavy, his legs are heavy, heck, even his thoughts are heavy.

He tries to get up, but gravity’s got him in a death grip.

Panic sets in – you know, that classic ‘Oh no, I’m too high’ moment.

And then, as if things weren’t bad enough, Sam’s stomach starts growling.

The munchies have arrived, and they’re demanding snacks.

But here’s the catch: Sam’s too high to move.

He’s staring at the kitchen like it’s miles away, knowing that

if he could just make it to the fridge, everything would be okay.

But the fridge might as well be on the moon.

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Sam does the only thing he can think of – he calls Dave.

And the conversation goes something like this:

‘Dave...

I think I’m dying.

‘What?

What happened?

‘The brownie...

I ate the whole thing.

Dude, I told you to eat half!

How do you feel?

I can’t feel anything...

except hunger.

Help!

Dave, being the good friend he is, rushes over with a survival kit – chips,

cookies, and a gallon of orange juice.

Because, according to Dave, orange juice is the magical cure for being too high.

So there they are, Sam sprawled out on the couch, stuffing his face with

snacks while Dave tries to reassure him that he’s not, in fact, dying.

Eventually, Sam’s high starts to mellow out.

He’s no longer convinced that the couch is trying to eat him, and he

can finally move his limbs again.

The rest of the night is a blur – a mix of giggles, munchies, and that

deep, philosophical conversation about the universe that seems to

come naturally when you’re stoned.

By the next morning, Sam’s feeling back to normal, though a bit embarrassed.

He swears he’s never touching edibles again, but deep down, he

knows he’s got a story for the ages.

And that, my friends, is how Sam learned the golden rule of

respect the edible.

So, whether you’re a seasoned stoner or a curious newbie, just remember – start

slow, know your limits, and maybe have a friend like Dave on speed dial.

That’s it for today’s episode of Cannabis Stories.

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And hey, if you’ve got a funny or wild cannabis story of your

own, we’d love to hear it!

Send it our way, and it might just be the star of our next episode.

Until next time, stay lifted and keep the good vibes rolling!