It was 1968 and I was in Vietnam. Constantly tempted to smoke marijuana, I finally gave in to the demands of a fellow soldier - I will not call him a friend!
The best place to smoke the Asian Jane was in the outhouse. We met inside a stall, I had my pants down around my ankles and as I lit the joint - the hot match dropped down onto my hairy legs into the fuel and what an explosion!
Beneath each toilet was a 55 gallon drum with approximately 2 gallons of fuel. Each day the "poop cop" would remove the full containers - replace clean ones and take the full ones out into a field to be burned.
The force of the explosion hurled me out onto the canvas roof of the commander's Jeep - and the guy who gave me the mariguana was not far behing as he slammed into the side of the same Jeep.
That was the only time I ever tried to smoke marijuana - but I never did inhale...