Once upon a time, I used to smoke in a glass bong. Had ordered it thinking it was a normal bong, just in glass, so more fragile. It was actually pretty sturdy, but the main thing was that there was no hole for the thumb. Had to lift the pipe/shooter to get air in. (I started calling those "pro bong", 'cause you shouldn't give a shot in those to a beginner.) Had many different shooters, from 1gm (or so, i'm not sure about quantity, I just call them like that... So 1gm is the normal size shooter) to 5gm (some monster shit, needed extra pair of lungs to finish it... Or proper preparation inhaling/exhaling before taking the shot). That was ruining my lungs,

in a good way. Can't be good to smoke so much of course, but it didn't f*** me up either. To avoid finishing on a sad note, I'll just say it got lost. Now I just smoke jay's. Smoother for the lungs and throat. Less efficient for a sudden kick though.
Tried blunt once, ordered a bunch of different ones... One was a roll, which smelled, but didnt taste anything. Another a dry blunt, and another type which was wet. Those two pre-rolled cones. Didn't think much of it, don't really get why I should pay more for that kind of special paper...
Today I just thought back on a story that happened to a friend of mine. Its a joke, and I thought this thread was about jokes about smoking and such at first ^^ So anyway i'll still tell my joke (very real story though!)
I've got that friend, named R. She's living with other flatmates, she smokes a lot, party sometimes, flatmates too. One day after a party at home she wakes up, and she find a brown speck on the doormat in front of her room. Excited, she believe its a bit of hash from the party that was lost and stomped. She quickly bend to pick it up, happily smells it and throw it away in disgust. It was shit. Literal shit. Someone had shat themselves a bit, must have drooled along the leg and ended up on the door mat, in the flat. WTF story. She is a magnet for such story lol.