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THE TRAINWRECK. Brought to you by thcfarrmer…..

Nothing says classy cannabis strain like naming it juicy pussy I mean, put some fucking effort into it folks name it like steamy skunk tits or some shit Man, these fucking people need to hire me just to do some fucking strain naming for them I gotta add...
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Nothing says classy cannabis strain like naming it juicy pussy


I mean, put some fucking effort into it folks name it like steamy skunk tits or some shit
Man, these fucking people need to hire me just to do some fucking strain naming for them
I gotta add they could’ve easily gone with meat curtains, tuna taco or bearded clam.
I digress juicy pussy, then whatever😂
 

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Hope your son's fine......my son drank Jager bombs on his 21st birthday....his buddies dropped him off here at the house....puked all over the place....took forever for the smell of red bull and Jager to go away in the tile joints in my bathroom. So I feel you brother....he learned his lesson.....I am sure yours will.
That reminds me... I did that at 14 once. Straight Jäger though, no mixing. After 10 or so shots I lost count and ended up puking all over the house. Thankfully it wasn't my house but the house of a girl we hung out with. She was 16 and since we didn't have strict laws about drinking, it was easy as fuck for underage kids to get loaded. I spend alot of time the next day cleaning my mess up.

To this day I can't drink no fucking Jägermeister anymore. The taste of the drink, taste of the puke, the smell of it... just the worst shit imo.
 

I don't know if they do cross state sales but this brand is Beak n Skiff Apple Orchards/1911 cider and spirits/Ayrloom Cannabis.
They're fucking awesome and the orchard has concerts and a country store and distillery bar.
I haven't seen seeds yet, nor basic flower, but vapes and drinks and pre-rolls they have a few of.
@Captspaulding ... go chatgpt up a letter of some kind and befriend them. Maybe they'll get you a guest genetics deal. Idk if anyone else is running pheno hunts and doing the deep leg work with documentation... but hey, they're cool and sharp on procedure, and they aren't afraid to buy some $20k machine at any random time because the other brands are way established for them.

I got end of teen years hospital level alcohol poisoning too. Tell idiot he almost fucking died. But it's ok if he learns.
Holy shit that’s so funny that you posted that right when I made my comment too wow yeah I’ll hit them up. Might as well it seems like it has been fated in the stars at this point.
 
Hope your son's fine......my son drank Jager bombs on his 21st birthday....his buddies dropped him off here at the house....puked all over the place....took forever for the smell of red bull and Jager to go away in the tile joints in my bathroom. So I feel you brother....he learned his lesson.....I am sure yours will.
I appreciate that man and yeah, he was remorseful before he went and laid down, but anybody would’ve been in his position and yeah, I’m sure there’s nothing like the smell of vomit and Jager bombs in your grout that sucks but sounds par for the course honestly thanks for the nice words, man the boy will live
 
That reminds me... I did that at 14 once. Straight Jäger though, no mixing. After 10 or so shots I lost count and ended up puking all over the house. Thankfully it wasn't my house but the house of a girl we hung out with. She was 16 and since we didn't have strict laws about drinking, it was easy as fuck for underage kids to get loaded. I spend alot of time the next day cleaning my mess up.
To this day I can't drink no fucking Jägermeister anymore. The taste of the drink, taste of the puke, the smell of it... just the worst shit imo.
I got one for you
So I was about 15 and I was staying at my grandmother‘s house and they had a liquor cabinet in the kitchen and I decided to go plug-in through it one day. The price is right had ended so there’s really nothing else going on AnyWho I start looking for the most obscure bottles of shit that they had in there because there was a ton And I come across a bottle of beef eaters vodka. They also make a dry gin, but I’ve never been a fan of that anyhow, I call up this chick I’m into and I start talking to her about how I should drink some of this here vodka. What do you think? She’s all do it do it now! And I’m all motherfucking shots goddamnit boom shot, and before I knew it half of the bottle was gone and I’m seeing triplicate so I start grabbing the stairs one at a time and pulling my fucking lousy ass up. My room was up in the attic anyhow, I get up there and I start to feel the room spin. This is before I knew that all you had to do was stand up and slap a hand on the wall and a lot of the time that would steady the spin I digress I was laying on my back on my bed and I roll over and what do I see an empty Reese’s peanut butter cup bag so I proceed to puke in that like three times maybe even four and then I pass out I wake up many hours later being screamed at from the bottom of the stairs to come down and eat dinner when I start to assess the situation I had dropped that bag of Reesie‘s back on myself after I passed out oh man, it was fucking horrendous..
I can’t even look at a bottle of beef eaters anything anymore it’s been like 40 years
The moral of the story here

Don’t drop the bag😝
 
I appreciate that man and yeah, he was remorseful before he went and laid down, but anybody would’ve been in his position and yeah, I’m sure there’s nothing like the smell of vomit and Jager bombs in your grout that sucks but sounds par for the course honestly thanks for the nice words, man the boy will live
Exactly my thought when you said this. Throwing up jager has to be one of the worst punishments there is haha god how tf did I used to drink that shit and wtf is wrong with me lmao
 
Exactly my thought when you said this. Throwing up jager has to be one of the worst punishments there is haha god how tf did I used to drink that shit and wtf is wrong with me lmao
You know, I had a couple of Jager bombs around a few groups of people, dude, and I always came to the same conclusion the immediate moment that that shit hit my lips
“ do all these people just eat assholes all day because this tastes like assholes and these people really fucking love this shit”


I never understood it because it’s fucking cough syrup dude it tastes like fucking cough syrup spiked with assholes
 
4 banners going into flower next. Big stoked.

Hey @Captspaulding what is your banner? Is it just a cut of Bruce banner or did you build it from the ground up like I know you probably did? lol give me a quick run down on these things when ya got a minute brother
Cap I was trying to ask you this the other day but it probably got knocked too far down your notification list lol
 
You know, I had a couple of Jager bombs around a few groups of people, dude, and I always came to the same conclusion the immediate moment that that shit hit my lips
“ do all these people just eat assholes all day because this tastes like assholes and these people really fucking love this shit”


I never understood it because it’s fucking cough syrup dude it tastes like fucking cough syrup spiked with assholes
It’s one of those liquors that is only tolerable. Actually I was going to say if it’s cold right out the freezer but I can’t even type the words lmao
 
Cap I was trying to ask you this the other day but it probably got knocked too far down your notification list lol
No man, I did build it myself from the ground up and I’m sorry bro. It happens a lot. You know my notifications get so stacked sometimes that I just don’t have enough time to get to them and then if it’s like a couple of days removed, it’s almost like it never even fucking happenedso I appreciate you going ahead and asking about it
So instead of just straight OG Kush, I used something called Colorado river Kush. I don’t know if it’s around anymore, but the reason that I use that strain in particular was because of how beastly it was and it just had this real earthy smell to it that I thought was gonna be an excellent pairing with the strawberry diesel That a buddy of mine had made as well, the Colorado river Kush also came from a good friend of mine grateful Greg, who has passed away since and it’s a shame too. I really wish I still had some of those seeds left.
But all grateful Greg lives on man through my banner beans at least.
I always thought it was really cool when there’s seeds that I’ve had for a while that I’ve gotten from friends of mine that have passed because their legacy of what they were up to their whole fucking life basically still lives on growing out of dirt in random cool awesome or just straight up friends of mine‘s houses all over the place now.
It’s just wild to me how we can pass on our legacies in this way it’s kind of what it’s all about in my opinion
 
No man, I did build it myself from the ground up and I’m sorry bro. It happens a lot. You know my notifications get so stacked sometimes that I just don’t have enough time to get to them and then if it’s like a couple of days removed, it’s almost like it never even fucking happenedso I appreciate you going ahead and asking about it
So instead of just straight OG Kush, I used something called Colorado river Kush. I don’t know if it’s around anymore, but the reason that I use that strain in particular was because of how beastly it was and it just had this real earthy smell to it that I thought was gonna be an excellent pairing with the strawberry diesel That a buddy of mine had made as well, the Colorado river Kush also came from a good friend of mine grateful Greg, who has passed away since and it’s a shame too. I really wish I still had some of those seeds left.
But all grateful Greg lives on man through my banner beans at least.
I always thought it was really cool when there’s seeds that I’ve had for a while that I’ve gotten from friends of mine that have passed because their legacy of what they were up to their whole fucking life basically still lives on growing out of dirt in random cool awesome or just straight up friends of mine‘s houses all over the place now.
It’s just wild to me how we can pass on our legacies in this way it’s kind of what it’s all about in my opinion
No worries brother! I just love the stories behind shit like that. Really make it just that much more special in my eyes.

Well shout out to grateful Greg! I was just talking yesterday about how impactful a seed. One tiny little seed can be if you think about the amount of people it could touch between clones and then just flower being smoked that shit really does touch a lot of souls.

Thank you!
 
No worries brother! I just love the stories behind shit like that. Really make it just that much more special in my eyes.

Well shout out to grateful Greg! I was just talking yesterday about how impactful a seed. One tiny little seed can be if you think about the amount of people it could touch between clones and then just flower being smoked that shit really does touch a lot of souls.

Thank you!
You know I got you doggy! hell yeah bro I see that you think not very different from l. or else we’re both just giant fucking potheads✊
 
I got one for you
So I was about 15 and I was staying at my grandmother‘s house and they had a liquor cabinet in the kitchen and I decided to go plug-in through it one day. The price is right had ended so there’s really nothing else going on AnyWho I start looking for the most obscure bottles of shit that they had in there because there was a ton And I come across a bottle of beef eaters vodka. They also make a dry gin, but I’ve never been a fan of that anyhow, I call up this chick I’m into and I start talking to her about how I should drink some of this here vodka. What do you think? She’s all do it do it now! And I’m all motherfucking shots goddamnit boom shot, and before I knew it half of the bottle was gone and I’m seeing triplicate so I start grabbing the stairs one at a time and pulling my fucking lousy ass up. My room was up in the attic anyhow, I get up there and I start to feel the room spin. This is before I knew that all you had to do was stand up and slap a hand on the wall and a lot of the time that would steady the spin I digress I was laying on my back on my bed and I roll over and what do I see an empty Reese’s peanut butter cup bag so I proceed to puke in that like three times maybe even four and then I pass out I wake up many hours later being screamed at from the bottom of the stairs to come down and eat dinner when I start to assess the situation I had dropped that bag of Reesie‘s back on myself after I passed out oh man, it was fucking horrendous..
I can’t even look at a bottle of beef eaters anything anymore it’s been like 40 years
The moral of the story here

Don’t drop the bag😝
Damn bro, that must have been a real mess. As if a hangover wasn't bad enough, waking up in these kind of situations makes it even worse. I guess if you would want to lose all your dignity, the quickest way would be to become a boozehound early on. Thank god I decided to be a stoner instead. Until I was in my mid 20s, drinking alcohol became very rare - still I sometimes managed to have too much somehow. You can also develope a real low tolerance over time. In my case I seem to become nearly allergic to alcohol after being sober for a couple of months.
 
Damn bro, that must have been a real mess. As if a hangover wasn't bad enough, waking up in these kind of situations makes it even worse. I guess if you would want to lose all your dignity, the quickest way would be to become a boozehound early on. Thank god I decided to be a stoner instead. Until I was in my mid 20s, drinking alcohol became very rare - still I sometimes managed to have too much somehow. You can also develope a real low tolerance over time. In my case I seem to become nearly allergic to alcohol after being sober for a couple of months.
To be perfectly honest bro by the time I was 15 years old, I was eating snorting and smoking and drinking and almost booting dope at that point.
My first trip to rehab was a few months later
Followed by my second third and fourth
Not too long after.
I was a ward of the state at the time, and was staying at grandmas while the state was placing me.


By the time I hit 17 years old, I had gotten called in by the state to go and have a visit with my caseworker and at that point they had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on trying to rehabilitate me when all they should’ve done was leave me alone from the fucking jump Anyway they slid a stack of papers across the table at me and said hey man, you need to sign these and I was like what are they and they were like well you know, blah blah blah long-winded explanation, blah blah blah yeah we ran out of money for your case blah blah blah goodbye so I signed that shit and dipped
On dead tour less than a year later, never looked back, emancipation was a wonderful feeling.
👊🏻🤡
Seriously though I’ve been through hell and back, and it was a really good day that I got to sign that stack of papers. I should’ve had some beef eaters to celebrate.😝
 
To be perfectly honest bro by the time I was 15 years old, I was eating snorting and smoking and drinking and almost booting dope at that point.
My first trip to rehab was a few months later
Followed by my second third and fourth
Not too long after.
I was a ward of the state at the time, and was staying at grandmas while the state was placing me.


By the time I hit 17 years old, I had gotten called in by the state to go and have a visit with my caseworker and at that point they had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on trying to rehabilitate me when all they should’ve done was leave me alone from the fucking jump Anyway they slid a stack of papers across the table at me and said hey man, you need to sign these and I was like what are they and they were like well you know, blah blah blah long-winded explanation, blah blah blah yeah we ran out of money for your case blah blah blah goodbye so I signed that shit and dipped
On dead tour less than a year later, never looked back, emancipation was a wonderful feeling.
👊🏻🤡
Seriously though I’ve been through hell and back, and it was a really good day that I got to sign that stack of papers. I should’ve had some beef eaters to celebrate.😝
Look at you. With a 21 year old son an shit now brother. I’m pretty sure you have other kids as well but

don’t forget! You’ve already done the impossible so all this shit here is a bonus!
 
Look at you. With a 21 year old son an shit now brother. I’m pretty sure you have other kids as well but

don’t forget! You’ve already done the impossible so all this shit here is a bonus!
I have an 18 yo that’s cool as fuck too.
I’m blessed bro,
The secret sauce is just doing the opposite of everything that I ever did when I was younger with my kids and the opposite of everything that my parents did with me as a child it worked perfectly
And in retrospect, I couldn’t be happier
 
No worries brother! I just love the stories behind shit like that. Really make it just that much more special in my eyes.

Well shout out to grateful Greg! I was just talking yesterday about how impactful a seed. One tiny little seed can be if you think about the amount of people it could touch between clones and then just flower being smoked that shit really does touch a lot of souls.

Thank you!
Every silver lining has a touch of greg.
We kinda gonna will get by!
 
Oooh... seems my dry nutes are starting to kick in. Plants are getting slightly white tips. I hope they brought a shitload of hunger, because this depot aint no joke. 🌄🎇⛽🪴
 
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