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SooperSmurph
Ty for all the well wishes.
My fav breeder BOG is finally going to attend the Denver event, so I will as well, my friends with Stay Concentrated have promised to arrange entry for me, and if not there's always the scalpers, I want to shake hands with the man who bred half the best seeds i've grown in my life, and I won't miss the chance.
If you're looking for Smurph, i'm not hard to spot, i'm large, i'll be wearing a black peacoat and sunglasses with round frames like in my profile pic, and perhaps a fedora, i'll either be kissing BOG's ass at his booth or dabbing it up with the boys at Stay Concentrated.
My former dispensary does not have a booth (they would have if I were still their grower, it was going to be a surprise, too bad for them), he plans to hang around other people's booths wearing his gaudy walking-advertisement style t-shirt with his new partner in tow, a woman who I really think has done some stripping in her day, because I don't know anyone else who wears stiletto heels to a business meeting. They have no entry, except perhaps an edible they didn't tell me about, they're only attending because the owner likes to feel like he's a part of the scene despite the bad reputation that is spreading every time he does something like this.
Needless to say, anyone wearing one of those tie dyed monstrosities should be mocked incessantly, make them the jokes of the event, everyone always wonders if whispers and snickers are about them, and in their case they will be.
My fav breeder BOG is finally going to attend the Denver event, so I will as well, my friends with Stay Concentrated have promised to arrange entry for me, and if not there's always the scalpers, I want to shake hands with the man who bred half the best seeds i've grown in my life, and I won't miss the chance.
If you're looking for Smurph, i'm not hard to spot, i'm large, i'll be wearing a black peacoat and sunglasses with round frames like in my profile pic, and perhaps a fedora, i'll either be kissing BOG's ass at his booth or dabbing it up with the boys at Stay Concentrated.
My former dispensary does not have a booth (they would have if I were still their grower, it was going to be a surprise, too bad for them), he plans to hang around other people's booths wearing his gaudy walking-advertisement style t-shirt with his new partner in tow, a woman who I really think has done some stripping in her day, because I don't know anyone else who wears stiletto heels to a business meeting. They have no entry, except perhaps an edible they didn't tell me about, they're only attending because the owner likes to feel like he's a part of the scene despite the bad reputation that is spreading every time he does something like this.
Needless to say, anyone wearing one of those tie dyed monstrosities should be mocked incessantly, make them the jokes of the event, everyone always wonders if whispers and snickers are about them, and in their case they will be.
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