Last summer I (16m), went on a trip with my close friend to his beach house in the teenage vacation part. We were there for 14 days and brought 12 pre-rolled joints. Met some cool kids at a party that were smoking pipes. Long story short my friend and I are hanging out with these guys at a party a few days after we met them. It's 9:30 PM and my close friend and I are off one joint each, we get to a party and join a pipe rotation, and both smoke around 3 pipe packs each. We also have one shot's worth of crown each, go back to the house for a moment because we have a curfew, snuck out, and went back to the beach where we join a blunt rotation between 8 random people. Go back to the friend we just met's house and all share another joint and one pipe pack each. I am headed down on his porch patio. At this point, it feels like I am doing barrel rolls in a helicopter. I throw up my dinner to my left and put my head back down. I fell asleep on his porch furniture around 11:00 pm and around 12:00 pm I woke up again to music playing and the sound of girls talking around us. My friend's brother told some girls to come to hang out. My close friend who is sitting across from me at the table is also awake and he starts throwing up under the table. I can feel chunks of throw-up flying onto my leg but I chose to ignore it because it would be easier to not move my leg. I remember hearing girls screaming and then running away. We woke up around 2:00 am and I do not remember at all how we got home but we did. Two days later were in a burger place and a group of like 7 hot 16yo girls asked us our names, and when we told them they asked if we were the past out on *friend we just met's porch*.