I got to PDX March 4 2001, the Snow was one of the first strains I got here. I came from Wisco where shitty beasters were all there was besides shit mexi. I was like, OMG I made it, I'm in heaven.
I don't care what anyone says, I found heaven on earth, and I finally feel like I made it home.
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the guy that made that image is basically retired a few years later. The lucky fucker
thats crazy maybe we crossed paths at that time/ u never know...
In north ptown around that time...had 2 zips in my hoodie got stopped by 5-0, they fershure smelled it and I denied it as polite as possible but i wouldnt budge... drove to safeway instead of home in case they followed... i was super paranoid in the store.. got in line and some lady says..DAMN.. thats the fuckin chronic and she wouldnt shut up...got outta line saw a hippie dude and made him my "lawyer" he advised me not to worry they cant fuck with me.. got in line next to a guy with too much cologne.. and fuckin made it home! that shit had me so fuckin ripped and the keif on top didnt help
TTS, took ur advice on the exhale bags.. holy fuckin shit...nugs that had the exhale bag from the start of flower are bigger than ive ever seen em 3 weeks in and much bigger and tighter stacked than the same about to finish... thanks much... great advice!
oh ya my bags are balancing on top my reflectors, shrinking fast from the heat... probably crankin extra co2?