Concentrates

My Favorite Strains: Fruity Pebbles Shatter BHO, cannabis, errl, Source: Diablo Dabs Seattle Weedist

Dopefam, I have got to tell you that this errl was the shit. Avid taste testers should know Fruity Pebbles by now. To me these flowers smell like a pack of Fruit Stripe gum; the first dab of this out my B$ mini tasted like biting into the whole pack- SO GOOD.

This flawless Fruity Pebble trim run n-tane shatter was the masterful work of some of Seattle’s finest- Fire Bros. flowers run by #seattlestoner legend Refine Seattle. Fire Bros. flowers and Refine’s meds are available at a slew of Seattle locations and rightfully so- their quality and consistency is staggering. These guys are one of the precious few that will represent Seattle in the forthcoming “Secret Cup”. Details of the Cup are secret until the event is concluded, after which I will post a full re-cap. I’m super stoked- it’s gonna be as cool as it sounds- think Bloodsport (wink).

I had to share this errl with you guys because it instantaneously delivered me from a horrible motherfucker of a day- you know the kind. Anyway, on days like these I don’t dare tempt downtown Seattle traffic; I’ve seen Falling Down one too many times. Thank God in my times of greatest need, I’ve found a guy (on Instagram, no less!) that still kicks it the old school way- special delivery. Big shout out to my hero Justin over at Kured Collective. Is the service there on point? OHHH IINNDDEEEDDD. Their service is only topped by their fantastic meds.

Ok, back to the errl: glassy look and it dabbed just like you’d imagine it would. B$’s rig is definitely a whomper; this thing concentrates already concentrated hits.  After a real horse’s ass of a day I was determined to take the express train to zonked. Fatty bhomb slam dunked on a titanium domeless was the deal. Fruity’s a hybrid, and hybrid is a good word for all various types of awesome on this ride. The Sativa got me kinda peppy and I wanted to dance (which is rare for me on dabs); Carl Cox on Pandora delivered to critical acclaim. The Indica had its way as it oughta with the body, as I never quite got around to putting my dance shoes on. That is far from a complaint- I don’t believe I could’ve been more at peace- parked in my chair with my Sony 700’s on. Honestly, I felt like the Maxell guy- awesome! It was a silky smooth and pleasantly long ride (13 dance tracks is bordering 2 hours at minimum)!

Actual #seattlestoners should definitely check out Refine Seattle’s Fruity Pebbles.

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