Courtesy of Hubby's Edibles. Purchased at Grateful Meds.
An hour and a half into it... you start cursing the bastard who gave you the white chocolate chip bar. When I opened it, it was broken into 2 perfect pieces. At first I had pure paranoia and anxiety because you weren't expecting that shit. And to think I still have another half. Wow. My vision is fucked up and my expectations are exceeded.
CRITICAL UPDATE
We are 2+ hours and going strong. I thought for a moment I should be wearing a seat belt.
But seriously, this shit has lasted at least 4 strong hours. A+++
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