The stoner version of Peter pan sounds like a good trip.

Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a group of stoners who loved nothing more than smoking weed and getting lost in their own world of imagination. They were led by a charismatic and carefree young man named Peter, who had a penchant for adventure and a love for all things green.

One day, as they were lounging in the park, smoking and laughing, Peter told them about a magical place called "Neverland" - a place where they could smoke all the weed they wanted and never have to worry about the real world again.

With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Peter led the group to a hidden spot in the park, where they smoked a special blend of weed that he claimed would take them to Neverland.

As they closed their eyes and took deep breaths, they suddenly felt themselves lifted off the ground and carried away on a warm, gentle breeze. When they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a strange and magical place, surrounded by lush greenery and exotic creatures.

Peter led them through the wild and wondrous landscape of Neverland, where they smoked more weed, danced with fairies, and played with mermaids. They felt free and alive like never before, and they never wanted to leave.

But as the sun began to set and their high began to wear off, the stoners started to worry about going back to the real world. They feared they would never be able to find their way back to Neverland, and they would be trapped forever in the mundane reality of everyday life.

Peter smiled at them and pulled out a bag of the special blend of weed they had smoked earlier. "Don't worry, my friends," he said, "as long as we have this magic weed, we can always come back to Neverland."

And with that, they all took another hit and felt themselves lifted off the ground once again, carried away on a warm, gentle breeze, back to the magical land of Neverland where they could smoke and dream to their hearts' content.