So, hotboxing – that thing where you trap smoke inside a tiny space like a car or closet to get super high super fast. I’d heard wild stories about it from friends, so last weekend I figured, why not try it myself in my old Honda Civic? Just to see what the big deal was.
The Setup
Grabbed two buddies, rolled up three fat joints, and parked behind the abandoned Kmart. Cranked the AC off, sealed every window and vent with duct tape like I was preparing for a hurricane. Felt kinda dumb pressing tape over those little air vents near the dashboard, but no backing out now.
Lighting Up
Spark the first joint – immediately cough because my dumb ass forgot to crack a window. Within minutes, the car looks like a creepy fog machine party. Can barely see my friend Dave’s face across the backseat. We’re passing joints around, giggling like kids who stole cookies. Feels intense but fun… at first.
Things Get Weird
By the second joint, my head starts spinning like I just got off a rollercoaster. My other buddy Mark suddenly lunges for the door handle – totally forgot it’s duct-taped shut. He starts panicking about spiders crawling on the windshield (there were zero spiders). Dave’s laughing so hard he pukes into an empty Taco Bell bag. That smell mixed with stale smoke… god, never again.
The Aftermath
Stumbled out after an hour feeling like a zombie. Eyes burning, clothes reeking of weed and vomit. Couldn’t shake this pounding headache for hours. Next morning? Woke up with:
- A sore throat like I swallowed glass
- Cottonmouth worse than the Sahara
- Anxiety through the roof over nothing
Here’s the real kicker though – after some research, I learned hotboxing turns your car into a gas chamber. Carbon monoxide builds up, which explains why we all felt dizzy and sick. Doctors say it can cause serious issues like:
- Oxygen deprivation messing with your brain
- Massive panic attacks (like Mark screaming about invisible spiders)
- Passing out and choking on your own vomit
Would I do it again? Hell no. It ain’t just about getting stupid high – it’s legit dangerous. That thick smoke? It’s suffocating you slowly. Thought we were being cool rebels… really we were just dumbasses risking health problems for zero payoff. Stick to regular smoking outside – your lungs and friends will thank you.