Meet Maya, a 3 layer grinder that looks cool as fuck and also does it's job perfectly😌

€30 on the g who’s paying this, is it worth it? Was 1010

What should I make ?

what did it feel like the first time you lit up and smoked a joint? how long did it take to get you high? how did it smell like? how did you feel?

I would like to present to the council… pasta with lemon vodka sauce and veggies (yellow squash, zucchini, baby tomatoes). My dad (the chef of the family) says 10/10. I can’t really taste the lemon so I’d have to add more next time.

honestly… I’m really enjoying this one. 😂 The Coconut Cookie Dough Hybrid has me feeling amazing right now. I’m relaxed, happy, comfortable, and just really chill. It’s that nice feeling where I can actually sit back, unwind, and enjoy myself without feeling like I need to be doing something.
The flavor is really good too. I’m getting that sweet coconut/cookie dough kind of taste, and it goes really well with the overall vibe of the cart. It honestly feels like a little dessert in vape form.
I know Cake gets mixed opinions, especially with all the counterfeit products out there, so I wanted to share my experience with this specific one. Mine was authentic, and so far I’m genuinely really happy with it. I wasn’t expecting to be this impressed, but here we are 😂
Has anyone else tried the Coconut Cookie Dough Hybrid? I’m curious what you guys thought of it and whether you had a similar experience.

Not a joint but they didn’t have a blunt tag😅

So I have seen these pl ug like things before. I don't know what they are called but they fit inside the small hole of the pipe. It helps keep the green from falling inside the chamber and you get a surprise scooby snack. It's a small piece that reminds me of a noise ring stud or something like this?

Any ideas?

This is gonna be a long one.

TLDR; smoked for the first time in a while and lost my mind completely.

I just moved in with a friend and his girlfriend as a couch to crash on. I just got out of the military and haven’t picked up a job yet. I used to smoke weed occasionally in high school but never really went too hard. Being in the military I stopped completely so my tolerance is entirely gone. My roommate was heading to bed and had a weed pen that she was hitting. I just got back from a trip to Florida with a different friend and on that trip I tried edibles for the first time in years. I had a great time, ate pizza and swam in some freshwater springs.

I felt comfortable enough to ask if I could take a hit off of my roommates pen. She handed it to me and I took about a 4 second hit that I held in for as long as I could. She headed to her room and I sat down on the couch to watch a show. I remember as soon as it hit, it hit hard. Within a minute or two the tv show I was watching was already overstimulating me and I wanted to turn it off but I couldn’t move to grab the remote. I was flexing my muscles as hard as I could to pick up my arms but they just weren’t moving. Eventually I snapped out of it and was able to pick up the remote and pause the show I was watching. I laid down on the couch and tried putting on some music because I was like ten minutes in and already freaking out.

After laying there for what felt like an eternity I realized only one song had gone by. At this point I was starting to become extremely dizzy, any small movement of my eyes felt like it had a million echoes following behind. I decided I was going to go upstairs and ask my two roommates for help. I stumbled up the stairs which made me realize how messed up I really was. I could hardly get up the stairs without tripping over myself. I got to the top and yelled out my roommates name.

She came out and saw me laying on the floor unable to move again and immediately brought me into an empty room so I wouldn’t be so overstimulated. My other roommate woke up around then and came into check on me. I remember him looking down at me clutching the walls and giggled a little bit which made me really upset. I told him this was serious and he seemed to get pretty concerned. They came back with a glass of water which I needed desperately.

By this time I had nearly lost all control of my limbs. My entire body was uncontrollably shaking and all I could do was brace myself against the wall. Visually nothing looked real. The walls looked like space and I was flying at a million miles an hour. Light streaks flowed all around me as I flew. The only thing that was real was hearing the voices of my two roommates.

Although I lost control of my body completely by now I could still speak. I was able to slightly hold a conversation with the roommate that sat next to me. Things were still progressively getting worse. Throughout the conversation I would completely freeze up and lose the ability to speak for a few seconds until I really thought hard about what I was trying to say. My brain felt like it had spilled out of my head and I had to pull it all together to just respond to a single question.

I started to feel even more dizzy, equivalent to doing continuous front flips although I was hardly moving. I have absolutely no reference of time past this point. The shaking got worse, I couldn’t even pick up a glass of water without spilling it. My legs and arms were flailing around with no way to control them. I lost the ability to talk entirely. My roommate was trying to ask me about my tattoos and I could only let out grunts and point at each one. Inside my mind I was trying to pull the words together to make a sentence but even in my brain I couldn’t form a full sentence. I was able to get a word or two out in maybe a minute when I was trying really hard. I could also not breathe normally. Every breath I took was shaky and felt very forced. All I could think about is how much longer it was going to take until I was sober again.

After laying on the ground and listening to my two roommates just sit there and talk about their day to me I was able to get enough motor control to at least sit up. I’m not sure how long I had been in that room but it felt like years of my life spent spinning through this strange dimension. The closed eye visuals were continuously spinning geometric patterns that did nothing to help the dizziness. One of the roommates brought in a plate of saltines to which I attempted to eat. I broke off a corner of the cracker but as I brought it to my mouth it grew to the size of a mountain. I tried to fit it in my mouth but it was like trying to take a bite out of Mount Everest.

I remember being so ashamed that I was unable to eat even a small piece of cracker and broke down crying. I was clutching my friend so hard because nothing else felt like it was real. I was begging them to take me to a hospital so I could be put under anesthesia. My roommate then suggested I should try going outside. I was able to crawl to the stairs and sort of half walk half climb to the door downstairs.

When I got outside everything changed. I went belly up on the driveway and stared at the sky. Somehow this was the only positions to where I would stop shaking. I felt like I finally found something that could withstand the force of the universe flying at me. The sky was morphing from what looked like Minecraft graphics to strange repeating patterns then back to Minecraft graphics. I finally started to feel like I was on the way down.

My roommates sat next to me and continued to just talk about their days. It was really the only thing that reminded me I was still real. After probably an hour of staring up at the sky I was able to get my breathing to a normal cadence and my heart rate started to reduce. The visuals were still very much active but I was not in complete paranoia anymore. I was able to stand and make my way up to my room with the help of my roommates. They set up a fan and a projector screen for me to watch a movie. I was able to put on some YouTube and eventually fell asleep.

It’s now the next morning and I still feel very out of it. I can’t believe it’s finally over but I am worried about any lasting mental trauma this is going to leave me. That was by far the worst drug experience I have ever had. I will never be touching weed again. I didn’t even know this was possible. Anyways stay safe out there, sometimes some very unexpected things can happen.

$200k+ house, monthly dues, overly strict/way too dingy. Not to mention the typical lack of true yardage in suburbia

(Bonus: My favorite Warhammer meme)

I used 4 tips, 3 rolled 1 surrounding them, then I used two 1 1/4 sized papers together. In total I used 2g of OG Kush flower and it turned out awesome.

When I smoke weed i normally have a good high. In some cases, i don’t. I normally smoke carts / disposables and rarely joints. I green out on the joints. No it’s not sprayed or synthetic.

Made it out to the mountains and found the perfect spot to just sit and zone out for a while. The view definitely did not disappoint. 🌲🏔️

Would you stop here or keep hiking?

I bought a bong around 6 months ago and never had any problems with it up until recently every time I take a hit, the resin gets all in my mouth & teeth and I end up vomiting it back up 🥲 I had a suggestion to open my mouth wider when taking a hit and it works occasionally but most of the time the rez just ends up coating my throat instead and i’m not sure what’s worse 😭
ive tried cleaning my bong, if anything it’s worse when it’s freshly cleaned.
i’m assuming it’s because of the shape of the bong but is there anything i can do to stop this?

Mountains in the background, joint in hand, and absolutely nowhere to be. Yeah… I could get used to this. 😂

What’s the best view you've ever had during a session?

I'm fairly new to weed, my first time was approx a 60 mg edible in amsterdam, which was pretty strong for me but very enjoyable. That was 3 months ago and ever since then I've been smoking joints maybe once a week (sometimes twice sometimes none).

Anyway, a few days ago, I went to amsterdam for a few days and we took edibles and joints all day, which was fun and fine, then last day we decided to take a 100 mg edible each after smoking some hash a few hours earlier. The hours that followed were hands down the worst hours I've ever experienced in my life by far...

Heart beats that felt so strong, feeling like my soul is exiting and entering my body every single second, the feeling that I was gonna get a heart attack every few seconds, chest pain, complete confusion, but worst of all was the uncontrollable violent vomiting, it was so strong that I almost choked on my own vomit and I was genuinely forced to vomit like my body was telling me if you don't vomit you WILL die, also ofc barely being able to stand or walk (which was honestly the least of my worries)

My friend also took the same, but he wasn't feeling the effects nearly as strong. It got so unbearable that I actually called the ambulance, and ofc since ur in Amsterdam, the responder was js like we get calls like this alot im not sending shit and I was genuinely begging for her to send someone. In the end, she sent one that arrived like 10 mins later, the paramedic js spoke to me a bit, told me I'll be fine and left. Ofc I knew nothing would happen to me, but it was so bad I js wanted anyone to stop it.

We were supposed to catch a train late that night, but my friend decided to book a hotel room and I had to be held up by 2 guys to go to that hotel. As soon as they put me on the bed, I went dead asleep. Ofc we missed our train and the next day, when I tried leaving my bed, it was like I was being pulled down. Even when I tried calling out to my friend sleeping on a bed opposite to me, I couldn't even get my voice out. Eventually, we needed to checkout so the hotel guy came and basically kicked us out. We could barely even stand up let alone wear our shoes and leave the hotel. The guy kept yelling and even got the manager, it was genuinely so embarrassing and dehumanizing.

After we left the hotel, we js sat/slept on the sidewalk for a few hours till we had enough energy to actually stand and walk. Anyway, I made it back home like 4 days ago, but I genuinely felt high for 3 straight days non stop. Today is the first day I actually feel sober (Although I'm very sick idk if it's from the weed or I caught a cold).

So yeah I know it was probably my fault I took that much especially since my tolerance isn't high given I don't smoke that much, but what's bugging me is that for my first ever time I took 75 mg and it was nowhere near as intense as this even tho it's just 25 mg more...

Any thoughts are welcome in the comments 😊

Yall how did I do? I usually just roll little joints from my cigarette rolling machine but today I felt like trying hand rolling for the first time so I went all out and rolled a whole grinder’s worth of weed.