Hardrock69's Reefhead Madness Thread

[Kristy]

My new Mistress:

[Kristy]

Where have I been? Oh right, stoned. Recently discovered this and it is heaven. Fuck you, blood-brain barrier.

[Never was]

I think I may of posted many years ago but cannabis is actually my job. If anyone ever has a specific question can message me and my team will have an answer specifically if about genetics, seeds, growing

[FORD]

If you don't want to buy your seeds from a "limey" in London, buy them from Sam Seder!

https://www.sedersseeds.com/

[Kristy]

I don't agree (maybe two):

[Kristy]

Oh fuck, it's Olive Oyl. Popeye's severely anorexic meth addicted girlfriend, who also suffers from rickets.




I'm really, really high right now.

[Kristy]

White Riot:

[Kristy]

Well, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Entitled, white, suburban "moms" micro dosing since decriminalization and no doc gives out Valium anymore. You know, this is really killing the whole "Summer of Kristy" hallucinate the brain cell away fun time. Since when did this shit go all suburban mom? Fuck this people.

[Kristy]

Oh yeah. Fuck yeah. Shame I have done this so much earlier

Now I truly understand every lyric to every Taylor Swift song

[Kristy]

Legalized? Not really.

[Terry]

I had about 3 'gap' years between secondary school and university, during which I shared an apartment briefly with a Weed Man.

One of the most useless, couch-surfing loafs I've ever encountered. Stank like Patchouli oil, occasionally portered at a used car lot ("part time, man!") and dealt dime bags of low-grade skunk weed. Never had enough money to cover his rent. Always had enough money to get more weed, though. Thankfully, the lease on the place ran out a few months after he moved in. Told him when we had to move out. He said, "cool, man, we need a bigger place, anyway!" then proceeded to wander out of town and go see a Dead show the weekend we had to get our shit out of the place. I got my stuff out of there, moved into my new place and got on with it. A week after I moved out, he showed up to my job, asking if I had brought his stuff over to "our" new apartment. I said not only had I not done that, but "our" new apartment was a one-bedroom with only my name on the lease. A couple of days later, he called me at my job and started pissing and moaning over the phone about how the landlord had went ahead and boxed up all the stuff he had left at the apartment and thrown it out. I said, "yeah, that sucks, dude" hung up the phone and got back to work.

Fuck that hippie: his pot sucked anyway and his hippie chick girlfriend had hummus b.o.

[Kristy]

I did not find this funny so I'm posting this here to torture you. I am quite familiar with the "Weed Man" and take some free advice: you never want to be friends with the "Weed Man"

[Kristy]

Just came back here from there where there is just a here of now and soon to be tomorrow

Not bad but it is bad meaning a lot of California and Texan stoners. Can't smoke combustible weed but you can pretty much e-rig yourself to death in a place like this.

[Kristy]

Was never a fan a Qeeef products but a shot of mocktail with morning coffee and...god damn.




And yes, if anyone is wondering I'm advocating for drug use.

[Hardrock69]

Can I please blow everyone on the Roth Army Forums for free?

No, Krusty. You are to old and troll-like to turn anyone on.