54 When Ur High Jokes

Updated on: Sep 07 2025

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Introduction:
Charlie and Lisa, two friends with a penchant for pizza, decided to elevate their pizza night with a little herbal enhancement. The aromatic cloud of anticipation filled the room as they awaited the delivery of their gastronomic masterpiece. Little did they know that this pizza night would take a delightful detour into the realm of culinary creativity.
Main Event:
As the pizza delivery guy arrived, Charlie and Lisa, with wide grins and bloodshot eyes, eagerly unpacked their treasure. However, their enhanced state of mind led to a peculiar misunderstanding. Convinced they had ordered a "space-themed" pizza, complete with an alien-shaped arrangement of toppings, they began to meticulously rearrange the ingredients into a cosmic masterpiece.
The kitchen turned into a surreal workshop, with olives as stars, pepperoni as planets, and mushrooms as swirling galaxies. The duo debated the metaphysical implications of each topping, attributing cosmic significance to the arrangement. In their minds, they were culinary astronauts, embarking on a journey through the vast expanse of flavor.
Conclusion:
As they sat down to enjoy their cosmic creation, reality struck with a burst of laughter. The pizza, though artistically arranged, bore little resemblance to the extraterrestrial masterpiece they had envisioned. Charlie and Lisa reveled in the absurdity of their culinary journey, realizing that sometimes, the best adventures unfold in the most unexpected places—even if it's just a pizza box.
Introduction:
Amelia, an avid kite enthusiast, decided to combine two of her favorite pastimes: getting high and flying kites. She invited her friends to a sunny day in the park, armed with a rainbow-colored kite and a bag of, shall we say, special snacks. The stage was set for an adventure that soared to unexpected heights.
Main Event:
As the group gathered in the park, Amelia's infectious enthusiasm for her favorite pastimes was palpable. However, the line between kite strings and metaphysical strings blurred as they experimented with intricate kite maneuvers, guided by a level of focus only achievable through an altered state of mind. Their coordination reached levels that would make synchronized swimmers jealous, weaving the kite through imaginary obstacles and performing gravity-defying stunts.
As the colorful kite danced against the backdrop of the sky, a small crowd gathered, equally mesmerized by the spectacle. Amelia, caught in the moment, decided to make her mark on the sky canvas. With a burst of creative inspiration, she tied a bag of chips to the tail of the kite, turning it into a flying snack dispenser. The crowd below watched in awe as the kite gracefully dropped munchies, creating an impromptu picnic in the park.
Conclusion:
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Amelia and her friends reveled in their unintentional act of airborne generosity. The parkgoers, now satiated and amused, applauded the unexpected entertainment. The tale of the High Flyer's Delight spread through the neighborhood, turning Amelia into the local legend who turned a simple kite-flying day into a magical, snack-filled extravaganza.
Introduction:
Mark and Sarah, in the spirit of exploration, decided to play a game of hide-and-seek after a delightful smoke session. The living room, with its dim lighting and cozy corners, became the battleground for a hide-and-seek adventure that would defy all expectations.
Main Event:
The game started innocently enough, with Mark counting down while Sarah stealthily searched for the perfect hiding spot. However, the heightened senses and imaginative minds brought an unexpected twist. As Mark reached ten, Sarah, convinced she had transformed into a master of disguise, chose to hide in plain sight—by draping herself in a blanket and posing as a living room chair.
Mark, blissfully unaware of the transformation, entered the room and scanned for his hidden companion. Little did he know that every piece of furniture was a potential undercover agent. The absurdity reached its peak as Mark, with a growing sense of confusion, began talking to the furniture, convinced that Sarah had perfected the art of invisibility.
Conclusion:
As Sarah struggled to contain her laughter under the blanket, Mark's realization of the comedic charade unfolded with a burst of contagious hilarity. The living room, once a battleground, became a stage for uproarious laughter as the duo embraced the unexpected hilarity of their high-stakes game of hide-and-seek. The lesson learned? When you're high, hide-and-seek becomes a game of absurdity, where the real winner is the one who can't stop laughing.
Introduction:
Gary and Tim decided to indulge in a bit of recreational relaxation, sharing a joint in the comfort of Gary's living room. Little did they know that this leisurely afternoon would soon turn into a Munchie Marathon. The room was filled with the unmistakable scent of herbal delight as the two friends settled in for a laid-back session.
Main Event:
As the effects set in, Gary's dog, Max, who had been snoozing peacefully on the rug, suddenly transformed into the most fascinating creature in the universe. Convinced Max had developed a telepathic connection with them, Gary and Tim embarked on a mission to fulfill his "munchie desires." However, their interpretation of Max's wishes took a surreal turn. Tim insisted Max craved exotic snacks, like peanut butter-coated pickles, while Gary argued for a more canine-friendly approach, suggesting doggy ice cream topped with bacon bits.
Their Munchie Marathon unfolded with the grace of a comedy of errors, as they raided the kitchen, inventing bizarre snacks that would make any sober person cringe. The laughter echoed through the house as they sampled their culinary creations, blissfully unaware of the culinary chaos they had unleashed.
Conclusion:
In the end, as the haze lifted, Gary and Tim found themselves surrounded by a sea of half-eaten, peculiar concoctions. Max, seemingly unimpressed, sat in the corner with a skeptical gaze. The duo couldn't help but chuckle at their misguided attempts to decode the canine cravings. Little did they know; Max just wanted an extra belly rub and a nap. The Munchie Marathon became a legendary tale in their friendship, a reminder that even in the pursuit of culinary enlightenment, sometimes, simplicity is the key.
You ever notice how when you're high, everything becomes an adventure? I mean, you could be sitting on your couch, and suddenly, that cushion becomes the portal to another dimension. You're just staring at it like, "Do I dare enter the cushion realm?"
And then there's food. When you're high, you turn into a culinary genius. Suddenly, you're combining ingredients that have no business being together. I once made a sandwich with peanut butter, pickles, and... well, I don't remember the rest, but it was an experience.
But the real challenge? Trying to act normal in public. You're convinced everyone knows you're high, so you overcompensate by being extra polite. You're holding doors open for people who are miles away, just yelling, "I'm a good person, I promise!
High time is a different dimension altogether. You could swear time has its own agenda. Five minutes feel like five hours, and an hour feels like five minutes. I once sat down to watch a movie and emerged three days later, like, "Did I just time-travel through 'The Lord of the Rings' trilogy?"
And music? It's like a magical journey. You put on a song and suddenly, you're conducting a symphony in your living room. Your neighbors might think you're starting a dance revolution, but you're just vibing in your own world.
But the real challenge is trying to explain your adventures the next day. You're recounting your epic quest to find the best taco joint at 3 AM, and your friend's like, "Dude, you went to the fridge and back." Yeah, but it felt like an odyssey!
Let's talk about the munchies. When you're high, your stomach turns into a bottomless pit. You could eat a whole grocery store and still be hungry. I once ordered pizza, Chinese food, and sushi, and I live alone. It was like a buffet for one, and I was the reigning champion.
But the struggle is real when you have to decide between cooking and ordering food. Cooking seems like a journey to Narnia, and ordering feels like summoning a feast with a magic spell. Decisions, decisions.
And then there's the regret. The morning after, you look at the empty wrappers and wonder, "Did I really need to eat that entire tub of ice cream?" Yes, yes, you did.
You know you're in trouble when you start having deep conversations with your ceiling. You're lying there, staring up, and suddenly, that popcorn texture becomes your best friend. You're like, "Hey, Ceiling, do you think clouds ever get tired of floating?"
And then there's the paranoia. You hear the slightest noise outside, and you're convinced it's the FBI coming to bust you for... I don't know, having too much fun?
The worst part is when you try to hide it from your friends. You're having these philosophical debates with the lampshade, and your friend's like, "Hey, are you okay?" And you're like, "Yeah, just... really into interior design lately.
I accidentally rubbed ketchup in my eyes. Now I have Heinz-sight.
Why did the high guy enroll in cooking class? He heard they were making pot brownies!
What's a stoner's favorite game? Hide and seek... from reality!
How do stoners ever get anything done? They weed out the distractions!
I asked my friend if he was feeling down. He said, 'No, just feeling a little elevated.
Why did the high person become a gardener? They heard it was a great way to plant ideas!
Why did the high guy bring a pencil to the party? In case they wanted to draw attention!
I asked my friend if he ever forgets things when he's high. He said, 'Forget what?’
I used to play piano by ear, but now I use my hands and fingers.
Why did the high person refuse to play cards? They were afraid of getting a bad high-hand!
I tried to make a belt out of watches, but it was a waist of time.
I asked my friend if he ever gets the munchies. He said, 'Only when I see food.
What's a stoner's favorite exercise? Dope curls!
Why did the high person become a comedian? They wanted to take their humor to new highs!
I told my friend I quit smoking. He said, 'That's high praise!
Why did the high person go to the bank? To get some joint savings!
Why did the high person bring a ladder to the bar? They heard the drinks were on the house!
I told my friend I could stop smoking anytime. He said, 'Good, stop by my place when you do.
What do you call a group of musical stoners? The High-harmony!
Why did the cookie go to the party with the brownie? They heard it was a baked good time!
I tried to come up with a joke about getting high, but I forgot the punchline... and where I put my keys.

Netflix Dilemmas

Choosing what to watch and actually watching it
High me thought it was a great idea to start a series with 8 seasons at 2 AM. Six episodes later, I'm questioning all my life choices and seriously contemplating whether I can call in "binge-watching" as a sick day at work.

Time Traveler's Dilemma

Losing track of time
I thought I spent 10 minutes looking for my phone, but it turns out I was just staring at the microwave. In my defense, they both have numbers on them.

Philosophical High

Probing deep questions that may not have answers
Got so high that I started questioning the existence of parallel universes. I mean, if there's another me in a different universe, I hope he's also stuck in a Netflix loop watching sloth documentaries.

Paranoia Party

Dealing with irrational fears
I got so paranoid that my cat was judging me for being high. I tried explaining to him that it's medicinal, but he just looked at me with that "you've got to be kitten me" expression.

Munchies Madness

Balancing the urge to eat everything in sight
I tried making a sandwich when I was high, and let's just say my kitchen looked like a crime scene. There was mayo on the ceiling, mustard on the floor - it was a condiment catastrophe.

When Ur High

Being high is the only time when you can misplace your phone and start searching for it while talking on it. I was like, Hold on, guys, I can't find my phone anywhere, as I continued chatting away. It's like my brain was on a little vacation without me.

When Ur High

You ever get so high that you start talking to inanimate objects? I found myself having a deep conversation with my toaster. I asked, What's your purpose in life? It didn't answer, but I like to think it's toasting bread and providing emotional support.

When Ur High

Ever get so high that you become best friends with your couch? I sat down, and the next thing I knew, we were having a heart-to-heart about life. I even apologized for all the times I spilled snacks on it. It's the little things that keep a friendship strong.

When Ur High

You ever notice how when you're high, suddenly every snack in the house becomes a five-star meal? I found myself in the kitchen at 2 AM, staring at a bag of potato chips like it was filet mignon. I even whispered, Bon appétit before diving in.

When Ur High

You ever try to make a simple decision when you're high? I spent a good 20 minutes debating whether to order pizza or Chinese food. It felt like I was choosing the fate of nations, not just my dinner. In the end, I got both and called it diplomacy.

When Ur High

When you're high, suddenly everything becomes a conspiracy. I spent an hour convinced that my refrigerator was spying on me. I mean, it does make weird noises when I open it – probably gossiping with the microwave about my eating habits.

When Ur High

Being high turns simple tasks into epic quests. I went to the grocery store, and choosing a cereal felt like I was on a hero's journey. Frosted Flakes or Cocoa Puffs? The fate of breakfast rested on my shoulders. I left with both, feeling like a cereal superhero.

When Ur High

Being high turns everyday activities into extreme sports. I tried to microwave a burrito, and it turned into a race against time. I was like, Will I make it to the kitchen before the timer goes off? Tune in next week for 'Microwave Mayhem.'

When Ur High

When you're high, suddenly your pet becomes the most philosophical creature on the planet. I was staring at my goldfish, and he gave me this look like he had the secrets of the universe. I asked him, What's the meaning of life? He just blinked and swam away, probably thinking, Not this again.

When Ur High

You ever try to follow a simple recipe when you're high? I thought I was making spaghetti, but it turned into a culinary experiment. I called it Spaghetti à la Surprise, where the surprise is trying to figure out what's actually in it.
You ever notice that when you're high, the smallest inconvenience becomes a life-altering crisis? "Oh no, I dropped a single French fry... this is a tragedy of epic proportions!
Being high turns everyday activities into extreme sports. I mean, have you ever tried to quietly open a bag of chips at 3 AM? It's like defusing a flavor bomb.
Ever been so high that you start having deep conversations with your pet? "Listen, Fluffy, I know you're a cat, but have you ever really thought about the concept of time?
High people have the best ideas at the worst times. Like, 3 AM inventions should be a thing. "Picture this: a blanket with built-in snacks. Genius, right?
You know you're really high when you spend 20 minutes looking for your phone while you're talking on it. "Guys, I can't find my phone, I swear I just had it!
Ordering food while high is like participating in a culinary game show. "Will I regret this decision? Survey says: absolutely not until tomorrow morning.
You ever notice that when you're high, your taste buds become gourmet critics? "This microwave mac 'n' cheese is a delicate blend of artificial cheese and childhood nostalgia. Simply exquisite!
The struggle is real when you're high and trying to discreetly eat snacks in bed. It's like Mission Impossible, but with a mission to devour a bag of gummy bears without waking up the entire house.
High people and technology have a love-hate relationship. I mean, trying to unlock your phone with your face when you're laughing uncontrollably is a true test of facial recognition.
When you're high, your sense of time gets a bit wonky. Five minutes feels like an hour, and an hour feels like... did we order pizza a year ago?

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