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  1. Looking back, I have so much keif.. That I don't even smoke it anymore!?
    It's amazing to see how much comes off of the flower and leaf, the piles of it are just awesome and compelling!!

  2. Lazy/Poor man method; put all your stems and leaves in jars in the freezer. After a day shake the 💩 out of the jars. The frozen trichs are brittle and will break off the plant material when all parts start banging into each other and the jar. Simply pour jar out into a sifter or fine strainer. Put in cellophane or wax paper, put in between 2 bricks, and stand on them to press into beautiful brown hash. Helps if it's summer and you leave the bricks in sun all day to heat up, get the resin gooey from the heat to make a stronger bond. Free.99

  3. I still remember my first experience with hash, I was only 17 at a house owned by a couple who owned a local music shop, me and two friends got invited there for a party after meeting them at the local pub. We had a fucking AWESOME night listening to and watching music video's and of course they pulled out this king-kong sized block of the good stuff, I have never in my life felt so utterly obliterated yet still functional, absolutely zero negative effects after many hits through a glass milk bottle with no bottom in it. I managed to walk home only by following the white lines on the center of the road I was so high I felt weightless almost like I was about to levitate…it was one of those special nights that I'll never forget…

  4. My first impression was a very strong one,’ repeated  the prince. ‘When they took me away from Russia, I  remember I passed through many German towns and  looked out of the windows, but did not trouble so much  as to ask questions about them. This was after a long series  of fits. I always used to fall into a sort of torpid condition  after such a series, and lost my memory almost entirely;  and though I was not altogether without reason at such  times, yet I had no logical power of thought. This would  continue for three or four days, and then I would recover  myself again. I remember my melancholy was intolerable;  I felt inclined to cry; I sat and wondered and wondered  uncomfortably; the consciousness that everything was  strange weighed terribly upon me; I could understand that  it was all foreign and strange. I recollect I awoke from this  state for the first time at Basle, one evening; the bray of a hash aroused me, hash in the town market. I saw  the hash and was extremely pleased with it, and from  that moment my head seemed to clear.’  ‘Hash? How strange! Yet it is not strange. Anyone  of us might fall in love with hash! It happened in mythological times,’ said Madame Epanchin, looking  wrathfully at her daughters, who had begun to laugh. ‘Go  on, prince.’  ‘Since that evening I have been specially fond of hash. I began to ask questions about them, for I had  never seen one before; and I at once came to the  conclusion that this must be one of the most useful of  animals—strong, willing, patient, cheap; and, thanks to this hash, I began to like the whole country I was  travelling through; and my melancholy passed away.’

  5. A screened tumbler inside of a freezer will allow the dust to fall to the bottom and onto a Payne of glass. This works great with the larger buds as the bud keeps it form and looses the good stuff.

  6. If you don't have a press, supposedly you can use a cylindrical bottle filled partially with hot water as a roller, rolling and folding it several times and then forming it into a ball shape (traditionally called bubble hash iirc)

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