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I like how being registered, there are always deals and points. My main family is 4 people there. They know my taste to a tee. None of that mumbo jumbo talk about what you're getting. My tolerance was messed up at a young age. So tolerance is through the roof, what would kill a regular human being is just right for me. Also what Indica should do to ya, has the opposite verse reaction, Sativa puts me to sleep and India keeps me amped. So you see my dilemma. A shout out to my 4, I wish I can remember everyone's names. My skinny black haired wearing glasses dude, gotcha Halloween candy on a visit, My dude with a new baby with his hearing aids and the blonde Woodstock chick, really colorful clothing, And my older dude with not much hair on top wearing glasses deep voice. Sorry for describes. You guys rock, if they can, they will hook you up. Great customer service. Love you guys, oh yea they will remember my last 4 digits of phone # 8666 evil number. (Begining of my poem)"Here I sit getting bent and twisted. I roll up a blunt", to only kiss it. And to my delight, it gets me high as a _ucking Kite. Never feel glum and feeling smooth like a plum. If you do not comprehend what I have got to say"? ( as you give the double finger, say) " Is What the _uck"! is all I have to say. Remember to thank "GOD" for this lovely green gift! That let's peace-n-love enter nice-n-swift. If it takes a little religion to go the other way. Let's All get along and Roll-Up-A-Blunt and say, Hey, "WHAT'S UP"! (copyrighted poem).