Here in Eastern Can in the eighties WEED was a fuckin rarity... only hash was readily available... but sometimes it truly was THE - literally - stinkin shit... cashmere or whatever they called it lol. We smoked the hash/resin/gum(when Jamaica was the origin) in joints, cool little sneaky pipes, and often (in my case at least) by the white hot - butter - ''knives'' technique, inhaling the hash fumes with a funnel. Fun times, when the shit was, indeed, the shit - it sure wasn't always, I had a few tokes of shoe polish alright. That's how it was for serious tokers in the 80s that are now in their 50s... I smoked a huge fuckin lot of shit and I smoked even more when GOOD weed became, gradually, more and more available. And.. I don't smoke no more now LOL! Don't even miss it - and the fuckin black throat oysters I was garnishing my sink with each morning. I prefer exercise, wine with the lady and a hit of dope/meth/whatever's insanely strong that I scored with mates once in a while. Take care guys.