I started smoking when I was fifteen. I was smarter back then than I am now, if you can believe it. I hadn't yet fried all my brain cells, and my vocabulary was ridiculous.

I let myself be convinced that smoking pot wasn't bad for you like alcohol or cigarettes, and I tried it. Back then, a warm feeling would spread over my body I would would feel delicious all over. Nowadays it just slows me down and makes me anxious.

I got hooked quickly, and I was told that if I didn't have any pot, I could catch a buzz by coating a cigarette with toothpaste and freezing it for 45 minutes before smoking it.

So I did it. I got extremely light-headed and giddy for about 60 seconds, and then my stomach cramped up tighter than a nun's cooch.

I did it again the next day. That's how I started smoking.
6:45 PM - Bottle Rocket Fire Alarm