Xorkoth
Bluelight Crew
I feel bad for your childhood if that was your best weed high. Just thinking about mexican brick weed makes me want to kick the 90s in the balls. I haven't even seen anything with seeds or remotely close to mexican brick in dang ol 5 or 6 years
I grew up in a town known for Mexican brick, and didn't have any older experienced stoners, me and my friends all taught ourselves basically. We didn't know any better. I remember my cousin talked a bout "dank" weed and I thought he meant that weed was nasty (like a dark, dank cave). I started smoking on my 17th birthday, pretty late. I remember that same cousin introduced me to good weed, because the nicer suburbs around where I grew up were full of rich preppy kids who wouldn't be caught dead with brick weed. It blew my mind open and I never went back. Used to spend $60 an eighth, guaranteed though, sometimes 70. In my second year of college, my friend who I lived with started selling weed, he was getting a couple ounces at a time for like 380, and selling me 8th for just slightly above cost at 50. Shit was stupid expensive back in IL in the late 90s/early 2000s. Except my brick, that shit was like 40/ounce, but you had to smoke like 2 joints in a row to get high.