bryon209
Active Member
So it was April 20 just the other day, my brother and I decided to purchase some clones..search the local bud trader find my favorite strains bada bing bada boom.....We are on our way to get some cuts...Little did we know when we arrived the door just opened and who ever opened it just stood back and kinda hid in the shadow and when we stepped inside i knew why...Fuckin Hoarders man!!!and the house smelled like rotten vagina.. there was shit stacked to the fuckin walls !!!! Halfway down the hallway i notice the entire house is littered in crayon grafitti and then i suddenly saw a childs room (the crayon artist) and duely noted that it reaked of human feces and urine as i passed the doorway leading me to believe this wild ohkie child is running around pissing and shitting where ever he pleases weilding crayons and god knows what else like its lord of the fucking flies....any when I get to the guys "Grow Room".....oh my fucking god.....I would do surgery in my fucking grow, I wouldnt even take a shit in that place.....smelled like pee ALL of his clone trays were placed directly on the ground.....carpet is what i gather it used to be....uuuuhhhh mold infested ground lets just call it that ...and he was running a fucking bush league piss on disease infested making good white folks look bad kinda business .....he says how many do you want? I quickly informed him that i was embarassed for even have calling someone like that with out further research......his cuttings were shit and sad and i was gonna call weed p s on his ass and he should go back to drinking and beating his wife as a full time job ....fuckin gross and sad......no cuts for me