(True story, all names have been changed)
So on a clear starry night, two buddies hung out in their basement to get high. They ordered a box of pizza for themselves, and paid the girl the wrong amount of money; still shutting the door on the delivery person.
The two buddies ate the pizza and watched TV for awhile. One of the buddies, "Dave", felt like one of his eyes was larger than the other, and was unable to see straight. He then puked up all the pizza he just ate.
Dave claimed that if he didn't physically breathe, he felt like his body was breathing for him because of all the smoke literally trapped in his lungs and therefore inflated his lungs every time he breathed out.
When Dave laid on the bed, he looked over to his friend who was high as fuck, and kept "helping" to his friend. He constantly asked for help because he thought he was going to die. Dave couldn't feel his body and was to the point where he was too lazy to move and do anything.
Person 2 - "I'm heellppiinngg, I can't do jack shit"
Dave smoked way too much weed to the point where he greened out and was "helping" all fucking night.