P.R.) BirthDay Cake (35.2% THC) (5G @ $70) (10G @ $140) - HerbCity25

Made this birthday cake for a weed enthusiast friend! Dangerously  delicious, 4g total: trees

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I grew up in a pretty darn conservative family, and as a teen, everything enjoyable was off limitations especially (gasp) early era MTV and HBO. But, being the rebel without a cause that I am, I utilized to skirt around said restrictions by plugging the cable to the massive old satellite into the batter old tube TV in my bed room after my mom went to sleep.

Stay with me.)One of those nights, I found an interesting documentary about women of the night that I THOUGHT was an episode of HBO's Genuine Sex, and I knew I desired to enjoy it again. The only problem was that I had no concept what the hell the episode was, besides it had to do with sex workers, and I directly could not discover it.

Well, it turns out the factor I could not discover it was because it wasn't Genuine Sex; it was a documentary called "Hookers at the Point." How do I know this, you ask? Well, I DISCOVER IT the night I smoked Birthday Cake, the strain we're reviewing today from Restriction Herb.

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Anyhow, let's go over Birthday Cake. This stress is a hybrid produced by crossing two killer stress: GSC (the pressure formerly called Woman Scout Cookies) and Cherry Pie. You can not fail with either of them, and you can't fail with their offspring, Birthday Cake, either. This stress's effects are freakin' interesting, similar to my old-ass documentary.

We lit up the pipeline and chatted about how good this pressure smells and tastes kinda sweet and herbal, but not harsh in any method and after that I flipped on, you thought it, "Hookers at the Point," which a stoned bout of Googling had FINALLY led me to. I understood right after it started that this was the ideal one.

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But as I enjoyed those ladies inform their stories, I felt myself sinking into that stoned hole of relaxation, and in turn, further into my own head. And then, absolutely nothing. Things go blank. The next thing I keep in mind, someone is dominating me saying, "Holy shit.  More Details  crashed out." I looked across the couch and the buddy I 'd smoked with was likewise lost consciousness, and could not be stired for anything.