I just found .7 of dank from 2 weeks ago . I forgot all about it and i just bought N 1/8th of some good mids. But i was wondering if you ever found old weed and how old was it.
Whenever I pick up, I stash dimebags throughout random pockets in clothes, and other places in my room, so that when I run out and there is time between when I am picking up again, I have bud to find all the time. It's awesome when you forget about it, last week I think I wore a sweater I haven't worn in a month or two and it had a bag in there, so a few weeks? How dried out was your bud? Was it bagged?
yeah. i found a 2 year old roach. broke it up and smoked it in a bong and prolly regreted it. i found .3 in a baggy and smoked it. it was prolly there for 3 months
I could never forget about weed :/ If I got some I always know where it is, how much there is, and whats gunna happen to it I guess in theory it could be possible if I was high enough It would be sweet to find some nugs you forgot about...
Ive found chunks of resin when moving my bed and wardrobe around, havent smoked resin for about 4 years. it was about this time last year when I found them so it would of been about 3 years old. Ive also left bud in my pockets when washing my clothes though that was mostly unsmokable.
Yeah I found 3 dubs in my closet when I was cleaning it out a few weeks ago that had to be at least a year old.
I made my friend hide a bag of roaches and shake in different spots so when I was dry I'd forget about them, then tell him I forget about them so he'd tell me where he hid them.
Years back, talkin like, well over 10 years.. was reorganizing one of my book shelves, pulled out a few books I hadn't touched in some time and a big ol' bag, maybe a half ounce or more fell out. I didn't remember ever misplacing it...
man my bass players girlfriend found a 1/4 once of 2 yr old white widow while cleaning her grand dads... that shit broke a tooth in my grinder ... we were so blazed.;...
Very early in my smoking career, probably seven years ago, I was "desperate" one night and performed a meticulous search of the shag carpet in my brother's room. After about a half hour I had a full bowl! Half of it was lint and cat hair, but it got me high! I'd also empty my parents trash bins to gather roaches. I was only fourteen, though.
On occasion I go to smoke and pull out my stash of peices and like all of em are still packed, but have been smoked a little. I love my high self, I get into all sort of mental shennanigans.
I always know where my mary is. But I usually stash a little bit somewhere a little hard to find, I call it my emergency bud
throughout highschool i had a desk where id break up weed and a bookshelf next to it with a small crack between. After a few years I rearranged my room and there was a mound of bud crumbs piled up between the two was to far gone for me to smoke but it was def a funny surprise.