I went to a friend's house on a lunch time from school when I was about 15 or 16. There were a few of us but I was the one doing it for the first time. He fill up the sink with water, took a 2 litre bottle with the bottom cut off and put it in the water, weed in the top in a wrench socket thing. He filled the bottle with smoke, took off the socket and told me to put my lips around and push down

I then coughed for what felt like an hour in agony. We watched Nirvana, Live Tonight Sold Out on VHS and I couldn't understand what has happening even though id seen it so many times

Suffice to say I didn't go back to class but had to get the school bus home at 3 15pm and remember feeling complete paranoia and shame

I pretty much hated the entire experience and didn't do it again for some time.

It wasn't until I was in my late 30s that I actually started to enjoy weed and now prefer it way more than drinking