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neil wrote:I remember when I was a lad, there was all kinds of pot knocking about, there was your nepalese, pollen, red or black seal, slate and then your home grown and oil( loads more but I'd be here all night). When I stopped smokin ( 8 years ago approx) it was rocky or super skunk and f.uckall else.Whats it like now ? just out of interest.

The last time I wrote anything like this, the post was DELETED and people slated me!!!!  (Judge et al)

neil wrote:I remember when I was a lad, there was all kinds of pot knocking about, there was your nepalese, pollen, red or black seal, slate and then your home grown and oil( loads more but I'd be here all night). When I stopped smokin ( 8 years ago approx) it was rocky or super skunk and f.uckall else.Whats it like now ? just out of interest.

Ah the good old days , I still remember buying government approved hash in Khatmandu and customs guys on the Afghani side of the Afghanistan -Iran border telling me "next country is Iran ,if you have hash smoke it now "         .

Like you neil I've kinda knocked it on the head now but from time to time mates drop in with a bit of gear and it's always some unidentifiable piece of "black" or a bit of skunk .

Judge wrote:drugs are bad

But weeds not 

Something tells me this thread will be deleted or locked 

Woollyback wrote:the most harmful thing about weed by far is the tobacco in the spliff, hence why regular bongs should be encouraged

lmao, I presume the mods haven't got out of bed yet 

Judge wrote:drugs are bad

Back in the seventies I took a flight from Khatmandu to New Delhi . Shortly after takeoff I felt the need to use the aircrafts "bathroom facilities" After concluding my business I then proceeded to wash my hands, it was at this point that the nepalese temple balls I had previously ingested kicked in and with it a burning desire to clean things. I started with the sink , then the mirror at this point there was a knocking on the door and a voice asking if I was ok . By now of course I was flying higher than the plane and called out " yeah I'm fine" and continued with my cleaning. By now I was working on the walls and was considering giving the sink another wipe and a polish .I don't know how long I was in there but the voices got louder and the knocking on the door got stronger,  I called out "hold on I'm cleaning ! " . Eventually I stumbled out to be confronted by about a dozen very agitated passengers I eased past them  casually mumbling  "remember to leave it as you found it ! " .

Yeah Judge , drugs are bad , they can turn you into a part time cleaner .