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In Remembrance
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Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: SE Kansas.
Posts: 374
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In Remembrance
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: SE Kansas.
Posts: 374
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I didn't realize it at the time, but my son gave me this early fathers day gift an the 50th anniversary of my introduction to the Evil Weed.
Just before the beginning of summer vacation, one day in May of 1957, I learned there is a better reality than the one I was trapped in. (For those who might object to my saying that being high is a better reality: Nope, my reality really, really sucked)
I am pleased with the gift. It's green, but doesn't taste like lawn clippings. It will never immitate the calculated insouciance of a 1967 Panama Red, nor the child-like exuberance of a '71 Maui Wowwie, but it is definitely light years ahead of any '07 South Dakota dirt weed.
It produced a gentle state that made me smile (for several hours); all things considered.....I've had worse days...Vic
P.S: Yes, Frogga, but did you inhale? The nice thing about baking it is that you always have something to eat when the munchies turn you into a mindless omnivore.
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Last edited by Vicc; 05-09-2007 at 12:11 AM.
Reason: I tinker when I'm stoned
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