^ya there is sometimes opiated hash in Amsterdam.
where I'm from, a lot of people buy heroin and cheap colombian pressed brick,and mix them both and smoke it, they do it for personal use though, not to sell; and btw heroin is way more expensive than colombian brick; however, the colombian "cripi" is more expensive than heroin or cocaine.
btw, this unholy mixture of colombian shit weed and heroin is called 'camboyano', or in english 'cambodian'.
I saw so many times how many neighbors who smoke a joint of this mixture, and climb a huge natural rock-wall, without ropes or anything; crazy mofos! lol
When I was stationed in the UK back in the late70's, we used to get opiated black hash on a fairly regular basis. Much joy and fun. :yay:
Good guess. I never understood how that got on the scene. A little glob of that would wreck a big bowl of weed real fast.
I was getting the black by the plate. I can remember a few times sitting down to a full bowl of the white bits and getting rocked right outa my shorts. Whatever the white bits were we enjoyed the hell out of them.I remember the smoke well . I got through a few ozs myself . Sure it was good stuff but not all it seemed . Apparently the (opiate) bits were a myth created to explain the whiter pieces in the hash & were more or less mould as the bud had`nt been dried completely or something similar . I have had Opium in raw form & collected some myself but have yet to see a white opium in raw form .
I`m sure George Cervantes said something about the hash in one of his books & said it was an urban myth .
I have had sticks dipped back in the late 70,s early 80's.. There was no question that these had opium on them. We all know what being high is like no big deal. dipped Thai Sticks would make you very dopey lethargic slow motion. Sometimes I got sick.. These where not around very often. Im pretty sure I enjoyed them half a dozen times back then...
We must be close to the same age. Been a long time since I've smoked ludes. Ah' yes good times indeed, amazing I survived them.....It was a very long time ago, 1979 at the Iowa Jam. We were sitting in the old Pinto wagon, rolling a few for the concert. A dude walking by shared a pipe. It had white chunks mixed in a what looked like a fried bowl. I asked what that was, he said "Qualudes and Reefer"
We sat there saying "wow" and saying it backwards, "wow" for about an hour. We missed the opening band but enjoyed Head East, Nazareth and Ted Nugent under the sun, tits everywhere
~Good times, good times, mT