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Cannabliss Smoothie

CannaExists

Paint Your DreamStrain
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The title of this forum (Cooking with Cannabis) didn't quite account for this.

With this recipe you are consuming the wonderherb in its raw, unmodified form.

The pics tell all...

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... except for the flavor. It is spicy, sweet, gooey, thick, veluptious, pudding-y dank (yeah it came out more like pudding). By the way if you're not familiar with any of the pictured ingredients they are as follows: coconut meat, coconut water, dates, a vanilla bean, algae, and of course bud! (you should know that one)

Try this yourself, though I'm sure your nugs will provide their own unique kick. This wonderful elixir will have you soaring.

Love and Bud Smoothies for all! Thanks for stopping in!
 

imadoofus

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ingesting marijuana orally is NOT for the light weight. when i was 16, i lived in a group home. it wasnt too bad; it was an upscale fund raising hype machine. they would weekly have fund raising events for the wealthy to come, congregate, pass pity on the less fortunate in the form of checks and cash donations.

good times.

seeing how i was an anti social prodigy, i aquired my GED upon turning 16 seeing how no school, private or public, could contain my affinity for confrontations. after acing the GED test, i was told tech school and job. after applying to several places, winn dixie knocked on my door. ever eager to move into pre adulthood, i worked as many hours as possible to accrue money to support my blossoming marijuana consumption. i couldnt smoke at the home, because we werent allowed to go outside on our own accord unless supervised. after several weeks, i became the epitome of a model winn dixie stocker, getting high and bagging groceries with wild abandon.

one fateful friday, my friend came by the store to drop off a bag of ''georgia cyclone'' he had picked up earlier. he told me it was strong shit, so i copped an ounce and failed miserably to secure a chance to smoke before the home van picked me up from work. no biggie. i had heard of people eating weed brownies, so i would wait till dinner, steal a bottle of salad dressing from the kitchen while i washed dishes, then go to my room for a little r&r. so, i manage to boost the dressing, im in my bathroom, pondering how much i need to eat tp get high. but, naiveness and disregarding my friends warning combined, i soundly decided to eat the whole ounce. i mean, i wanted to get high, really, really high. the ranch dressing/georgia cyclone combination didnt merge as tastefully as i first imagined, but after about 20 minutes, i swallowed the last bite with a smile of anticipation pursing my lips. i had no knowledge of the hell on earth i just unleashed on myself.

at the initial onset, i was in the tv room playing video games with the other teens. feeling the waves of euphoria washing in, i decided to welcome the buzz with a glass of orange juice. walking to the kitchen, i started to notice how strong the buzz was coming on. every step was becoming difficult, my coordination wasnt on par with my momentum, causing me to weave through the hallway like a drunkard. after what seemed an eternity, i arrived at the kitchen. but, my thirst turned to confusion as i couldnt find anything. cups, fridge, way out of this new found hell, i was trapped. realizing things werent going how i planned, i tried to control my heart rate, coupled with my anxiety over how high i was still getting, was becoming fucking terrifying. rushing back to my room after finding the kitchen door, i must have fallen down 5 times, each time scrabbling to my feet as if i was being chased by the ganja gods, whom demanded blood tribute for my blatant disregard for the drug which i was under the spell of. after arriving at my room and hiding under the covers, waiting for this horrid feeling to pass, i came to the grim conclusion this insanity had only begun for me. my heart was racing, i couldnt catch my breath, and immediate death was imminent. suddenly, i felt like couldnt feel or move my legs, good god, i was overdosing on weed! i launched up, ran to the houseparents room at mach3, confessing my prior actions in a wail of fear. they called an ambulance, pumped my stomach,and sent me to rehab for 2 months, which, fyi, was effin' awesome.

its not hard to relate to reports of tourist having panic attacks in the dam from eating spacecake or other edibles. if you wanna get truly high, eating cannabis is the ultimate ride.
 
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