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  • Psythik@lemmy.worldto196@lemmy.blahaj.zoneRule
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    12 days ago

    I like to buy a concentrate (usually distillate but any concentrate will work), warm it up under a hot plate until it’s nice and gooey, then spread a layer of it over the blunt with my dab tool before lighting up. Gets me as high as I used to get back before legalization, and the stickiness of the concentrate helps the blunt burn more smoothly and evenly.

    If your tolerance is as wrecked as mine from too many dabs, you gotta try this. The full-spectrum effect of flower combined with the intensity of a good concentrate is the chef’s kiss.













  • Not from what I saw on the news back then. The 90s (especially the early 90s after Rodney King) was fear-mongering central. Maybe you were just lucky enough to have parents who could see through the bullshit being fed to them on the 5 'o clock news. Back then everybody watched the local news.


  • One thing I hate about being a 90s kid is that I was not allowed to do anything fun that could potentially injure me, because religious conservative Boomer parents were afraid of anything and everything back then. I wasn’t even allowed to play StarCraft because it had “craft” in the name, and “craft” was associated with Witchcraft. My dad wouldn’t even pump gas without inspecting the handle closely beforehand because he thought get people were gluing HIV-infected needles to them.

    Even after I moved out he would constantly come over unannounced to check on me. If I refused to answer, he’d call the police and file a missing person’s report. I was actually somewhat relieved when he died a couple of years ago, because for the first time in my life, I was allowed to be an independent adult at the age of 35