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![]() Like thunder. And lightning. God damn, it's so exciting It hits you. Like a hammer. GOD DAMN! Thin Lizzy - "Thunder and Lightning" - Thunder and Lightning - 1983 My dear friend BOG (Bushy Old Grower) is a cannabis legend who risked life in prison to Our friendship, plus other associations old and new eventually came together to hook me up with two insanely exclusive strains that have never been disseminated or commercialized. Learning of their qualities made me drool at the prospect of crossing them. Problem was, the cuttings were at opposite, literal far corners of the nation and sharing must be done in person. Mama, code name Monster X, was just outside of Bellingham, Washington and Papa, code name Corky Romano, was just outside of Lubec, Maine. Amusingly, we'd already been to both of those great places. Oh well..... ROAD TRIPS! 2) TX > OK > ME > OK > TX Whew! At Long Last After hundreds of strains, It's the first I've seen that pretty much crushes every last box with a flaming lime-green sledgehammer: - The Flozberk Kush genotype is stabilized. Expect consistent results from every seed. The Cup And there are many competitions spread across all (legal) states. No matter the outcome, this is going to be a dream come true. Even without a competition win, Flozberk Kush is poised for great success. With a top-3 showing in any catagory, though, it blasts through the roof both commercially and as a vehicle to promote this very site. Fascinating. Just watch. The Facts No other ultra-boutique strain is as easy to grow and manicure. No other strain combines the above with the steallar medical and recreational might of Flozberk Kush.
No other strain offers the breeder support we do. Not even close. We are here to help you excel. It is our nature to go far above and beyond the call of duty. This child of two exquisite, closely-guarded, mysterious parents simply has no equal. I always expected I'd never experience true perfection. I was wrong. Click this photo at just 35 days of flowering and zoom in >>> Notice of Possible DeFlozberkification It's not my first choice, though, for many reasons. We have ready a different name and brand concept that more reflects the background of the plant and eschews the negativity of the current plan. I'm not comfortable with the best tangible, inanimate thing ever I've experienced being named after the dregs of my life. It's sort of like naming a deli sandwich The Central Park Jogger or a canyon after that huge crack in JonBenet Ramsey's skull. Do I really want to shudder a bit whenever the name of my fine creation is said, heard, or thought? For sure, it's a question. < ROFLMAO @ link! I'm disinclined, unless there's no other choice, to bring fame upon myself or my family. I prefer the shadows and this Flozberks shit is fucking embarrassing. It's one hell of a great story chock full o' knee slappin' and jaw droppin', but I'd just as soon have it fade away so I can move on to other, more compelling projects. The thought of people I care about and long was protective of being saddled with a permanent disgrace generator, the likes of which they very likely lack the insight to grasp, is not pleasing to me. There are two other projects on tap that involve bigger issues, more potential, and higher stakes than the sorry-ass Flozberks. Yes, we have bigger fish to fry. The ringer in this, though, is poor Dad's vehement wishes. Absent that, I'd prolly tell Neila to shove the whole fucking house up her fat ass and just move on to other things. Charlie's biggest fear was that I was going to get fucked by the greedy, slothful, shabby, parasitic Flozberks, and he, a wise, reasonable gentleman, was darn-tootin' right to fear that. I'm unable to walk away and let Dad's memory get shit on like that. Should prompt, tolerable resolution not be in the cards, make way for Flozberk Kush. I hope certain asshats in my family have the good sense to not heave themselves and their fellows into decades of potentially permanent regret by poking the very wrong bear. No...make that bears. Stay tuned..... |