A long, long time ago my friends baked a batch of brownies. One of them had managed to buy a batch of "really good weed" and dumped it all into the batter. I wasn't present during the baking, but when I got offered one I could tell just by the smell that it was STRONG.

I ate just one small brownie while we watched Pulp Fiction. My friends ate 2-3 each. "There's something wrong with these, I'm not feeling anything", they said.

By the time the film ended my friends were giggling and squirming on the couch. Coherent speech was far beyond them. I was also pretty high, but with a little bit of focus still in full control of my abilities. I brewed a fresh pot of strong coffee, drank a few cups and kept watch for an hour or two. It took a lot of effort, but I got my friends to drink some water and I walked/dragged each to the toilet, so they wouldn't soil the couch.

Then I made sure everyone was resting comfortably and walked home. It was a warm summer night and I remember vividly how awesome all the sounds and smells felt on that long walk.

Next morning I called to check up on them and everyone was feeling great, but not one of them had any idea what had happened after the 3rd act of the film.

Do it and have the best 14 hour nap of your life.

Before weed was legal and you had to make your own edibles, my buddy made a batch of cookies for our fantasy football draft. I don't know how he made these things, but they tasted like pure weed. Barely edible because they were so strong.

At least that's what I thought. Another buddy of mine somehow didn't taste the weed at all and thought they were pretty weak. So when most of us could barely choke down one cookie, this dude ate three of them.

To this day, I've never seen someone get so high. He ended up trying to sleep in the middle of the road. It was like a full time job babysitting him so we didn't kill himself.

First time I ever got high was when my boss at the time gave me a huge ass brownie. I took it home, and my husband warned me to only eat part. I said "pfft, who eats half a brownie?" and demolished the whole thing.

Anyway, a bit later I had to warn him everything I was gonna say going forward was stupid, and then asked if I was rocking back and forth. Which I was! I did not sleep well that night lmao.

Eating too much of an edible always makes feel like I am taking a ride on the Mr. Freeze rollercoaster.

You eat too much and get ready to buckle up for your rollercoaster ride with Satan.

Personally I get horrible motion sickness, if I over do it. My equilibrium just fucks up and I feel like I'm in a rocket ship I can't steer. Spent a few hours just trying to hold my vision straight, turning my knuckles white gripping onto a chair. Closing my eyes was so much worse. I don't puke, but I wish I could.

Did this to myself more than I should. Why I cut out a lot of alcohol and drugs, I'm too much of a "let's crank this shit up to 11 guy". My old ass body can only handle a 1 or 2.

This is incredibly important. Had a roommate in college fall into this trap with msycaline. 3 or 4 extras, because he wasn't 'feeling anything ", after the first dose had him really messed up. Stayed in his room for several days and then left college. Still wonder what happened to him after leaving. Hope he got help.

Edibles don’t work on me. I hate it.

ITT: people without the enzyme.

TL;DR: You need the gene that makes the enzyme to metabolize the delta-9. Otherwise, edibles literally do nothing.

Does the super power always have to be projectile vomiting and passing out for twelve hours?

Yes?

Okay.

edibles don't work for me, i can eat the whole bag

I'll have it if you don't want.