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Oh no it's only the lefties that can say the words all others get slapped.
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I love corporate dope! MMnnnyeeaaahhh... I said it.
My kind of dope, not the more popular flower smoking. My kind of dope is (live)resin. A body cannot make this shit without special processing equipment and junk. I dig what I make but it does not compare to an 8%ish terp profile. The only thing that can compare to 8% is anything above 8%.
"Processing" he says! Man, I'm cool with it. People who want to nail me for my processed dope better be living off the grid Amish style, not having personal relationships with family members.
No residual smoke. No nasty bong. No ball hacks.
Was that Amish thing too much?
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Creeps, creeps, creeps. I got the creeps. Spiders are good, and all, but they give me the creeps. And goose bumps.
But it is cool.
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I love the smell of cannabis in the morning. It smells like victory.
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Nice jars. I like to clean, blanch, cut fresh corn off the cob, then freeze flat in ziplocs to enjoy during the holidays.
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That's what I've been eating since the 60's when a Sicilian family moved to town. My gold standard for pizza - that crust and a mellow but tasty sauce - made from tomato puree and seasonings.
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I forgot the aerated fecal matter blowing in. Just as the wind blows in sand from the beach and salt from evaporation, so does the poostuff get carried in from evaporation.
I've dealt with wildfire smoke. AFM is much nastier when you wake up and the air smells like sewage.
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