Dabs
I am rated to dab anything except penis. (Standards.) My sea trials are routinely pegging the needle at “fully qualified” for all known entheogenic compounds. INCLUDING 🧂 SALT.
Anything less would not be nine (9) levels of Divine shielding, plus my own psychokinetic defenses of my own innovation, empowered by the >K°°7ï\∅§§©¡ll∆shun§🇮🇹 Über/Övœr†hruster®™ (Disclaimer: used by permission🆎🅱️🅰️♣.) I planned on, from an exceptionally early age (12½), having Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters in bars on Charon.
THE MOON OF PLUTO. Fuck μou, Club 33. I don't have to freebase coca off the back of Gj∞fμ’s water bowl.
I don't have to —
I.GET.TO..
Dabs
Punctuation is a challenge; but has mastered blowing my high. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Master; (You) are always a (blank)ET to me; TOME!
Bring back,
bring back,
bring back my ounce of weed in a sealed glass jar to Ⓜ️Ê! 📚
SIGNED,
(TOME/book)
