And it pisses me off that people will vote for the dipshit because he’s an R, but i would vote for a half-dead horny toad on the other side.
And it pisses me off that people will vote for the dipshit because he’s an R, but i would vote for a half-dead horny toad on the other side.
Good read. Thanks!
Do you know about the rerack? Wake up early, read a bit or check the news or whatever, then go back to sleep for an hour or two. Best sleep ever! Feels like you’re cheating the sleep rations.
It’s only bad if you’re offended by it. Embrace the weird = all good. Spend all your time trying to convince people that you’re not weird = super weird.
Most of the hemp I’ve bought included (or had available online) a certificate of analysis. With the rest, i knew what i was getting because it was labeled type 1, 2, or 3.
Zero. I call my husband the squirrel whisperer. He makes a sound that draws the squirrels to him. If we’re in a park and he sits down, i have to walk away - within a few minutes a dozen squirrels will start creeping him and it’s terrifying!
If it were just about protecting the public, they would require a label of ingredients, which most items already have.
No. Only ∆9 is limited. Per the farm bill, thca is hemp, so the same stuff you would buy at a dispensary can be legally purchased online and shipped to all but a handful of states. It’s all about the money.
Because it cuts into profits and taxes from dispensaries.
I buy online and get lots of different strains and mixes. I was in Colorado recently - stopped in a dispensary and asked for some type 2…blank stare.
During covid, i made a Google voice number so i didn’t have to give my real number when we were working from home. It was fine for that.
I believe it. My sons are tall and thin. People say things to them that they would never say to a short or heavy person! When they were younger, older women would offer to buy them food in bars, like they were thin because they were too poor to eat.
Not a boomer, don’t care for squirrels. They’re attic-hiding, wire-eating bastards. What the fuzzy-tailed rats don’t eat out if the bird feeder, they knock on the ground. I planted 12 cannabis seeds. Each time one sprouted it would disappear the next day with a tiny asshole paw-shaped scoop left in the dirt.
Guitars are given names, have human characteristics (voice, curves, etc.) frequently described as sexy. I think guitars and cars deserve porn sites.
I wish my family was that easy to change, and there are only five of us.
You can end up paying room and board, mandatory counseling, classes, drug tests, etc. Plus phone calls are outrageously expensive. It’s a total racket.
My dog used to throw a tennis ball. He could make it land on your lap pretty consistently.
Putting the time and money towards promoting cleaner energy instead of banning older, dirtier energy. Don’t let perfect be the enemy of good.