dabs before we knew temperature mattered
I remember.. we would first smoke dabs out of our dirty ass banger, my cuz and I were in our Uncles basement. circa 17′ I just moved back from Oregon, and my cuz fresh out the can. We would have it GLOWING RED on purpose, and say “it’s gonna be ready soon” haha 🙂 then proceed to obliterate one another with Wild Terps. HIGH! we would get, along with having dab boogers, and some nasty sounding cough. Nothing a cold glass of water couldn’t fix. This is where the origin story rose out of the ashes. DRINK WATER MY FRIENDS!
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