IIRC 'UTFSE' originated on The Hive, one of the first if not the first major clandestine chemist's forums. Always did have a funny sense of humor like that, Bees. Good lot though for sure, plenty sheer fucking hilarity on 'the couch' subforum, before the place was eventually taken down, basically the very lightly moderated social section for the world's clandestine chemist types, the ones that just hear the buzzing and it never, ever stops, those for who'm making honey is a calling, rather than just a 'make it, cut it with razorblades and dog shit then sell 5% speed/95% glucose, dog shit and rusty razorblades to little kids for 30 quid a gram or the price of sucking the dick of a toothless hillbilly hick 'cook' in the nearest school playground and who thinks a beer bottle makes for a perfect vessel in which to apply a lot of heat to a mixture of hydriodic acid and red phosphorus, or that to 'shake and bake' Birch reduction of PSE to meth is either sensible, ideal or for that matter; or/and who do a birch in liquefied anhydrous ammonia (this is how that reaction is done, an alkali metal, sodium ideally for PSE, but lithium from battery electrodes is often used for availability reasons) but rather than purifying their feedstock at all, just grind up cold pills and throw them in, the hive wasn't for that kind, but the more intellectual actual clandestine chemists for whom it really is a passion and what we love to do.
The other sort mentioned are not really chemists, but one or two-trick ponies and give a fuck about neither the quality of their product or the health of their customers, or even their lives, just as long as for every customer that drops dead; there is another fresh one to replace the dead one. And who wouldn't think badly for a microsecond about leaving in the pill binders and lithium salts to boost the weight.
And these rotten, damnable sons of whores, they give us a bad name. The defaecate upon the honour and good name of real Bees. Those clandestine chemists for whom it is not just a science, but an art, a true calling, for which some are born. Fucking hate little shits like that. ,