Sheesh… I wouldn’t want to be a drug dealer these days, if this is what they have to go through to get their product. I wouldn’t want to be one of the policemen who had to dig through the crap to find it either. They don’t make a Bunnysuit strong enough that I’d ever feel clean afterward.
You think that’s bad…
Imagine being the customer and smoking that stuff…
Thanks, but I’d rather not.
Hence: “That’s some good sh*t man!”
Oooh…