FIT OF FUCKING RAGE! I move a tray of clones, all Ultimate Chemdawgs, blowfish x lemon thai, amethyst bud, ssh , and a rare kali mist x blueberry to the bathroom to turn of the lights and spray for bugs. Tha being done I go to the store, takes 10 minutes, its literally down the road, come home, and what do i see, but the clones, in the tub, all piled together in the dome, no longer in any order, I thikn to myself, dogs, no, cat, not in 6 years, girlfriend, you fuckin bet, so she just got told the fuck off. I cant fucking believe this, half are cracked in 2, none are in order anymore, and these werent all sexed for sure. After about 2 months of none stop sickness, I just get things back in order in my rooms, get my license moved up to 73, and my gf fucks my test clones, FUCK! Everytime I get shit worked out something else happens to set it back. Anyway, thats my rant, I'm gonna go smoke a 3 gram bat and take a break for a day or so, pics ina couple days, but as of now, BB is at the breaking point of stress and needs to tell the world to fuck off for a minute, not you guys, the proverbial worls, you know. Sorry for the rant, but its 5 am here, no one awake to freak out to, except her, and thats no fuckin fun. FUCK!
