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Zamaldelica (fairy tale or horror story?)
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TheForgotten
Waiting for photos......eh?
LOL
I love Rocky & Bullwinkle, they are from my era.....
especially now that i know there are R & B partakers....I like coming to this thread, smilley has some skills, and flushes properly, you don't see a lot of overly green colas....
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I love Rocky & Bullwinkle, they are from my era.....
I like coming to this thread, smilley has some skills, and flushes properly, you don't see a lot of overly green colas....
Skills?
Mexico loves Smiley,and,his negotiation skills
Kathe is for watering,JoJo for blueberries,is Bubba that I'm growing his?.....
The Story Continues
The Story Continues
The big day had arrived. The tunnel had been dug, the explosives placed and wired and all of the characters were up on the ridge watching the Fudd brother's house.
Jojo walked up to the Fudd brothers house and recited the famous line "you pigs come out of the house or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in". Porky Fudd shouted from the window "you can't blow in our house it's brick. You can't even blow in a straw house, your a big fraud. Now go away wolf, we're busy. As Jojo walked down the road the pigs hurled insults at him. "What a maroon!! Go blow your nose, Wolfy, Your Mama was a basset!!". Jojo started running as fast as he could and the pigs laughed and clucked at him. In reality, Jojo wanted to be clear of the blast zone before Koondense flipped the detonator switch.
Up on the ridge Bubs was holding Koon back from the switch as Jojo ran to safety. When Jojo was safe, Bubs gave Koondense the thumbs up. Koon smiled and slowly pushed the plunger down. At first nothing happened. Then they heard a low rumbling, followed by a massive explosion that almost deafened the watchers. The house was enveloped in a huge mushroom cloud and about 20 seconds later bricks, rocks and building materials rained down from the sky for a quarter mile in all directions. “BOOM!!” said Koondense.
When the smoke cleared, the house had disappeared. In it's place was a huge crater. The pigs had vanished. At the bottom of the crater was a charred metal box. Much like a moving pod that you'd see on a driveway after someone sells his home. The characters donned their safety tutus and carefully worked their way down the crater wall. When they reached the bottom of the crater it became apparent that the pigs had modified the container to be a panic room. Swamp Thang and vcasqui pried the door of the panic room open and laying inside were two very dead Fudd brothers.
The concussion from the blast had killed the pigs instantly. There was no sign of damage to the meat and even their hides were in good shape. The Forgotten thought to himself there'd be no shortage of footballs this year. They unceremoniously dragged the carcasses out of the crater, put them on a wagon and hauled them off to the butcher in Sativa City.
Bubs and YukonKronic stayed down in the crater studying the geology. Yukon reached down and picked up a gold nugget the size of his thumb. Then he saw another and another until he realized the crater floor was littered with nuggets. He and Bubs smiled at each other, high fived and started laughing. They had struck the mother lode. They would all be rich beyond their wildest dreams. Jojo yelled down to them from the crater’s edge asking if everything was okay? “More than okay...” replied Bubs “Zamaltastic!!”.
The Story Continues
The big day had arrived. The tunnel had been dug, the explosives placed and wired and all of the characters were up on the ridge watching the Fudd brother's house.
Jojo walked up to the Fudd brothers house and recited the famous line "you pigs come out of the house or I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in". Porky Fudd shouted from the window "you can't blow in our house it's brick. You can't even blow in a straw house, your a big fraud. Now go away wolf, we're busy. As Jojo walked down the road the pigs hurled insults at him. "What a maroon!! Go blow your nose, Wolfy, Your Mama was a basset!!". Jojo started running as fast as he could and the pigs laughed and clucked at him. In reality, Jojo wanted to be clear of the blast zone before Koondense flipped the detonator switch.
Up on the ridge Bubs was holding Koon back from the switch as Jojo ran to safety. When Jojo was safe, Bubs gave Koondense the thumbs up. Koon smiled and slowly pushed the plunger down. At first nothing happened. Then they heard a low rumbling, followed by a massive explosion that almost deafened the watchers. The house was enveloped in a huge mushroom cloud and about 20 seconds later bricks, rocks and building materials rained down from the sky for a quarter mile in all directions. “BOOM!!” said Koondense.
When the smoke cleared, the house had disappeared. In it's place was a huge crater. The pigs had vanished. At the bottom of the crater was a charred metal box. Much like a moving pod that you'd see on a driveway after someone sells his home. The characters donned their safety tutus and carefully worked their way down the crater wall. When they reached the bottom of the crater it became apparent that the pigs had modified the container to be a panic room. Swamp Thang and vcasqui pried the door of the panic room open and laying inside were two very dead Fudd brothers.
The concussion from the blast had killed the pigs instantly. There was no sign of damage to the meat and even their hides were in good shape. The Forgotten thought to himself there'd be no shortage of footballs this year. They unceremoniously dragged the carcasses out of the crater, put them on a wagon and hauled them off to the butcher in Sativa City.
Bubs and YukonKronic stayed down in the crater studying the geology. Yukon reached down and picked up a gold nugget the size of his thumb. Then he saw another and another until he realized the crater floor was littered with nuggets. He and Bubs smiled at each other, high fived and started laughing. They had struck the mother lode. They would all be rich beyond their wildest dreams. Jojo yelled down to them from the crater’s edge asking if everything was okay? “More than okay...” replied Bubs “Zamaltastic!!”.
Day F77
Day F77
So after scoping some of the buds, I decided to take Yukon's advice and I reset the timers to a 10/14 light cycle. The upper colas have about 75% milky trics with a few amber and the rest clear. The plan is to harvest at day f84. The two back ones may go a little longer. It'll be straight water from here on. The upper colas are nice and firm and plump. Just a few white pistils left on two plants and a few more on the other two.
Day F77
So after scoping some of the buds, I decided to take Yukon's advice and I reset the timers to a 10/14 light cycle. The upper colas have about 75% milky trics with a few amber and the rest clear. The plan is to harvest at day f84. The two back ones may go a little longer. It'll be straight water from here on. The upper colas are nice and firm and plump. Just a few white pistils left on two plants and a few more on the other two.
They are looking pretty good. I really like the spear-like kind of buds, they look scary :O
I'm curious about the brown little leafs in the first pic of your last post tho. The plants have a nice fade, so it cannot be overfeeding. If the browning was from the stem of the leafs to the outside, I would say it's mold; but it is from the outside to the inside. Some of the bigger ones remind me a little when a leaf drops and it becomes ¿wilted? ¿withered? (sry, I don't know the verb. I did use the translator). Maybe lack of water?
Do you know the reason? I'm actually very curious about it.
(sry if you already said the reason and I missed it. I know you mentioned some underwatering when you left to Mexico, but that was some days ago already [I think xD]).
Edit: I just noticed that you have 1,241 post and I have 142, which are the digits before the comma of your # of posts when readed backwards :O (sry I'm high).
I'm curious about the brown little leafs in the first pic of your last post tho. The plants have a nice fade, so it cannot be overfeeding. If the browning was from the stem of the leafs to the outside, I would say it's mold; but it is from the outside to the inside. Some of the bigger ones remind me a little when a leaf drops and it becomes ¿wilted? ¿withered? (sry, I don't know the verb. I did use the translator). Maybe lack of water?
Do you know the reason? I'm actually very curious about it.
(sry if you already said the reason and I missed it. I know you mentioned some underwatering when you left to Mexico, but that was some days ago already [I think xD]).
Edit: I just noticed that you have 1,241 post and I have 142, which are the digits before the comma of your # of posts when readed backwards :O (sry I'm high).
I believe it's related to underwatering while out of town. I lost the majority of the fans and and you're seeing the damage to the larger sugar leaves. I tried to yank one out and I tore a big chunk out of an upper cola. I'll snip them out at harvest or just trim the damaged portions while manicuring.
There was a little tip burn going on before and after rehydrating the plants it progressed. Not an issue really, other than not the prettiest pics.
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Photo 3 (yellow tips? on bud)Are you sure she's not trying to seed on you S.?
I don't think so. It looks more like tip burn to me. Too many nutes probably, maybe low light conditions as it is a lower bud. Not really sure what "trying to seed" looks like? They've been trying to seed since they entered the flowering stage as I see it. But no pollen, no seeds?
The Story Continues
The Story Continues
A few days later, after the Fudd brothers had been butchered, their hams smoked and their hides tanned, a large pork feast and party had been arranged. At the party, games of all sorts were being played. Smoke-offs, bang-the-bong tournies and joint rolling competitions. The rum was flowing, tequila being guzzled and cervezas swilled. Smilley was given a freezer full of pork for his troubles and made Honorary Mayor of Sativa City. He wouldn’t be allowed to make any actual decisions or give any advice but he would be allowed to walk around and look silly. This was the proudest moment in smilley’s life.
After the party, smilley and the zammies were discussing all of the magical things that had happened over the past few months. “That’s what happens when you grow magic beans, smilley” said the stocky one. “So, can everyone who grows magic beans expect to get rich, have unlimited pork and see giant explosions?” asked smilley. The lanky one spoke up “well, anything can happen, smilley, but the real magic comes from smoking the bud grown from magic beans.” Smilley asked the girls if they were sad that their harvest was imminent. The zammies all shook their buds – No!!. “Our spirit lives on in the buds, smilley, and there’s a little of each one of us in every ACE bean. And by the way, Dubi has plenty more where we come from” added the stocky one. And all the zammies tittered in agreement. (shameless plug for ACE seeds)
Smilley had decided to himself that he would take the zammies down in their sleep so as to eliminate any pain and suffering. As the final days passed, the girls got more lethargic and their spirits withdrew into the buds. It was a bittersweet time for smilley. He would miss their playful banter and companionship in the grow room. But he was looking forward to sharing the buds with his friends and aquaintancess in the months to come. When the lights were turned off for the final time this season, smilley would be out of sorts until things started up again in August. He was already planning next seaons crops. First up would be Honduras x Panama.
Since the citizens of Sativa City all had a stake in the Fukn Jungle Trip Shit Mining company, they all became fabulously wealthy. Eventually the mining company shortened it’s name to Fukn Shit Mining (a suggestion by smilley) The big multi-national chains like Bacon-on-the-Go, Porks-R-Us, HamHocks And More all opened stores in Sativa City. There was never a pork shortage in the area again. The entire story was written up by scholars and included in subsequent editions of the Big Book Of Offal BS. All of the characters lived on till ripe old ages, smoking ACE Seeds sativas like fiends and enjoying themselves.
The End
The Story Continues
A few days later, after the Fudd brothers had been butchered, their hams smoked and their hides tanned, a large pork feast and party had been arranged. At the party, games of all sorts were being played. Smoke-offs, bang-the-bong tournies and joint rolling competitions. The rum was flowing, tequila being guzzled and cervezas swilled. Smilley was given a freezer full of pork for his troubles and made Honorary Mayor of Sativa City. He wouldn’t be allowed to make any actual decisions or give any advice but he would be allowed to walk around and look silly. This was the proudest moment in smilley’s life.
After the party, smilley and the zammies were discussing all of the magical things that had happened over the past few months. “That’s what happens when you grow magic beans, smilley” said the stocky one. “So, can everyone who grows magic beans expect to get rich, have unlimited pork and see giant explosions?” asked smilley. The lanky one spoke up “well, anything can happen, smilley, but the real magic comes from smoking the bud grown from magic beans.” Smilley asked the girls if they were sad that their harvest was imminent. The zammies all shook their buds – No!!. “Our spirit lives on in the buds, smilley, and there’s a little of each one of us in every ACE bean. And by the way, Dubi has plenty more where we come from” added the stocky one. And all the zammies tittered in agreement. (shameless plug for ACE seeds)
Smilley had decided to himself that he would take the zammies down in their sleep so as to eliminate any pain and suffering. As the final days passed, the girls got more lethargic and their spirits withdrew into the buds. It was a bittersweet time for smilley. He would miss their playful banter and companionship in the grow room. But he was looking forward to sharing the buds with his friends and aquaintancess in the months to come. When the lights were turned off for the final time this season, smilley would be out of sorts until things started up again in August. He was already planning next seaons crops. First up would be Honduras x Panama.
Since the citizens of Sativa City all had a stake in the Fukn Jungle Trip Shit Mining company, they all became fabulously wealthy. Eventually the mining company shortened it’s name to Fukn Shit Mining (a suggestion by smilley) The big multi-national chains like Bacon-on-the-Go, Porks-R-Us, HamHocks And More all opened stores in Sativa City. There was never a pork shortage in the area again. The entire story was written up by scholars and included in subsequent editions of the Big Book Of Offal BS. All of the characters lived on till ripe old ages, smoking ACE Seeds sativas like fiends and enjoying themselves.
The End
Common Sense
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Bravo!
Bravo!
Bravo!
Fitzera
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You didnt happen to go upstairs of a certain place in playa did you? With promises of sensimilla? Only to find yourself out of sight in a very sketchy situation with sketchy people, with only one escape route?
Taken to a little back room and have a small bag of shitty seeded crap pulled from a hole in the ceiling?
Cause I found myself in that situation last time.
The first time, in the same area, in a small shop I was able to get an oz of the finest bud. Not compressed, not seeded, very nice, covered in trichomes and smelling delicious. Hit me pretty hard too. Wish I was able to find that the second time :/
No, didn't go upstairs, just a back room on Fifth Avenue. But still a little sketchy. It was seedy and crappy but being a newbie to Mexico I'm just choking it up to "a learning experience". Next time I'll try dealing with the beach vendors out front of the resort. It's good to hear you scored some nice weed in Playa. I know it's there but I have no contacts, just another gringo tourist.
Next year we'll go somewhere different in Mexico. Any suggestions?
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Jamaica Negril Beach
Jamaica Negril Beach
Checking it out. Mrs smilley and I have discussed Jamaica as a destination. Thanks...
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TheForgotten
A great conclusion to a fantastic story....
I thoroughly enjoy your writing smilley, and hope there's plans for more of it in the future.
This kind of thread makes coming online fun, and let's not forget the subject, your buds are off the hook....
I thoroughly enjoy your writing smilley, and hope there's plans for more of it in the future.
This kind of thread makes coming online fun, and let's not forget the subject, your buds are off the hook....
