Let's see.
Met this girl at a bowling alley during a league I had joined for something to do. She was pretty chill, seemed down to earth. One night talking about this and that I mentioned being into Hippie Lettuce and she wanted to try it.
Ok, no problem, let's go toke.....
First hit, wow, I like this.
Second hit, wow, I really like this.
Third hit,
I tried to wake her a few times to no success and had to go back inside to get her friends to help me get her out of my car. They freaked out thinking I had drugged her and started accusing me of raping her and threatening to call the cops. I kept explaining that all we had done was toke some herb and she had passed out.
"Weed doesn't make you sleepy!"
I had to drop the league after that, I couldn't go back to the alley without the accusing looks of being a rapist
Another failed toking adventure, and again, on a bowling date.
Girl was obviously trying to impress me, one of those, "Oh you like this? Well I invented it" kinda girls. She asked if I smoked and I admitted to it so we stepped outside. She took one rip and then proceeded to puke all over the place. Like fricken exorcist style. In between retches, she admitted never having smoked before.
I stopped bringing girls to bowling alleys, and smoking weed with them
Worst date though, the blind date I still haven't forgiven my friend for.
Told me to show up at a bar and look for the girl in the red shirt.
I walk in and there are two women there in red shirts. A 300lbs gal in what I can only assume was supposed to be a short skirt and not a belt but it definitely wasn't hiding any of her moon, light or dark sides. 2nd gal was a 6'4 black chick who wasn't half bad. She looks over and waves at me so I was like ok, this might not be bad for a blind date.
Sit down next to her, say hello, order a drink and then she starts to speak. It was somewhat like David Bowie, but if you pushed fast forward on the tape deck. Think Alvin and the Chipmunks singing Major Tom.
However that was not the worst part. She had the Letterman Gap. Not a small one either but like, she was missing her two front teeth except she wasn't. And she had this little gap of skin that hung down between them that wiggled when she talked. I couldn't stop staring at it, which just made her think I was paying attention that much more and after 5 minutes, just when I was starting to think of ways to politely bail, she asked if I wanted to go down to the piers and fuck.......
Yeah, ya'll gotta watch out for those church girls, you never know what kinda kink they are into
and out of your misery 
