*promote the chili
Side note - just received a bottle of The Last Dab - looking forward to really try it out...

Daaaaaaaamn! I ain't been "You're the wizard stoned" in AGES!

Every now and then, I get a little misty-eye'd for the days of yore when ultra-high-grade pot wasn't available at every corner store.

I recall the days of lurking narcs in city parks; being out in the middle of a drought; going to a head shop to buy a bong then getting kicked out 'cuz I asked for it wrong (the magic word was "Tobacco", not "pot", you twat!)

The pot was stemmy, the sellers seedy, and I didn't care because I was hella needy.

But once a year, just 'fore November, would come the time I most remember because it was in those shortening days when I'd hear a rumor of Purple Haze, Ghost Train OG -- I'd be stoned for DAYS! Finally, the good stuff came from coastal plots, a plethora of the finest pots; time to dance and restore my stash: shit, I might even score some HASH!

My friends would come by and we'd all get high, never aware of time passing us by. We laughed, we munched, we floated along with hits from the joints and pulls from the bong. We never imagined dabs or wax, we were satisfied with bud: nothing wrong with those facts.

Now I buy an a gram or two -- Dirty Girl; Gorilla Glue -- and satisfied that my wife's in bed, I once again become a Head. I remember all those days gone by when there was no greater goal than just getting high. I recall them fondly -- if somewhat hazy -- and know that life without pot is just a little too crazy.

I love these videos, can't explain why.

I liked Sean taking that last bullet for him. Or at least choosing the cannonball dab over the BB... And props to Tom for getting through in spite of clearly NOT being built for it!

What's (shoulder roll) with (sticks elbows out) all (twists forearms) the (swings hands down towards crotch) weird (lifts arms to shoulder height) arm (makes devil horns with fingers while gesturing) movements (dab)?

And see, this is what makes you a great person. Just imagine if you HADN'T been there to roll joints for your friends -- sorta like It's A Wonderful Life. Without you, your friends would have been trying to make a pipe out of a plastic bottle, a Bic pen, some tinfoil and Elmer's Wood Glue. They might have succeeded, too, much to everyone's horror when the foil rips and they inhaled burning coals of pot directly into their lungs, leading to them dying terribly! But they never built that hellish contraption because YOU were there to roll joints for them instead! And teacher says every time a bell rings, some stoner just tried to make a pipe out of an apple. See? It really IS a Blunt-er-ful life!

I'd just like to say a word about dabs and the partaking thereof: Jesus Christ these things are like getting kicked right in the third eye by one of those horses from My Little Pony. Like maybe the blue one or something. I dunno, I'm pretty high right now, but I'm sure there's a blue one. Anyway, yeah, dabs . . . fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

From what i understood, he wasn't complaining that the finished joint could be separated and reorientated - that's the whole point of the joint. The problem is that the joint is made by chopping bits off and gluing them back on, so the joint is only as strong as the dab of glue you used to put it back together.

Payback's got a great point though, with a 3D printer it might be possible to put it to good use. I say 3D print these type of joints as sockets into which you stick some wood or metal. A bit like old fashioned tents or gazebos that have plastic sockets to connect the poles. Could be a good way of building large amounts of shelters very quickly, maybe for things like the huge refugee camps we've got going right now due to western imperialism in the middle east.

What DOESN'T go great with dabs?

And that's the last time I smoked dabs.

Actually, there's no scientific basis for that statement. Cats CAN eat dairy, but the rule is, you shouldn't feed it to them REGULARLY. A treat like this once in a while, and in small amounts, is perfectly fine. Any properly trained and reputable veterinarian will tell you the same.

I grew up on a dairy farm where the cats (dozens of them) were always finding some milk spilled somewhere in the milk parlor, and they never became ill. I'm talking about UNPASTEURIZED milk, no less. Hell, they used to eat the flesh of dead cows and pigs without any issues either, so trust me when I say that a lousy dab of whipped cream isn't doing any harm.

And they wonder why we drink so much coffee.. Try to stay awake without any sunlight.. Yeah, you pretty much have to if you want to stay sane...

It's filmed in southern Finland, you go 500km north and it's way more drastic. But since most of the people live in the south, this shows how it is for majority of people. I live smack dab in the middle, it's not far from this. We get sunsets around 15:00 in the winter and no street lights in the summer. Around mid summer, there's enough light so you can read a book 24/7 outside. At this time of year, sunset is around 21:30 and only getting later day by day. Two months from now, it doesn't set at all..

@brycewi19, Yeah well, look where they're at-Smack-dab in the middle of the valley of suffering-The damn native Americans never even stayed there all year! These choads are a sun-starved, rag-tag collection of all the dysfunctional, depressed, and derelicts who fled their home cities all over the country and gravitated towards that vortex.

Lived in PDX, worked in Eugene, Oregon has an over-abundance of America's flotsam and jetsam and continually too-stoned-for-their-own-good, hipster flakes and in the rural areas, a certain brand of redneck that makes Texas' seem tame!

Even black folks are afraid of the place! Pasty White People, EVERYWHERE!
Welcome to Oregon!

Up-vote for first-time embed of svoiperez!

A friend of mine snuck out of gym class and used an eyedropper of that stuff to dab classmate's shoes in the locker room. Great stuff.