Alas, today is a sad day. My best friend John died in a fire infront of me. I can still hear his screams, watchin him shrivel up into the ground form whence he came. The screams and the look of him shall haunt me for enternity. Why oh why did you have balls and not that sweet bud, why oh why?

John, who started life out as Mary was my lil experment. I'd planted a seed and just stuck it on my window sill, i watered her when she needed it. Amazingly she grew without the aid of ferts or proper lighting, very stretched i'll admit about 5ft tall. And she smelt gooood....u til i read up and looked at pics of males n females. What i thought was the start of budding was, pollen sacks. So now Mary had become John overnight, you can imagine my dissapointment. I stopped watering HIM and ocassionally cursed it, threw my remote at it. Hell, it deserved the silent treatment. That lovely smell it once had was gone and he was shooting his load all over the shop! Fucking pollen everywhere! So i took the useless git out to the garden, set him on the floor, poured some petrol over him, smoked a joint and through the roach on him...Vooomm...bye bye Mark. May you rest in peace mother fucker.
buddymyfriend Reviewed by buddymyfriend on . Please bow your head and say a prayer for John Alas, today is a sad day. My best friend John died in a fire infront of me. I can still hear his screams, watchin him shrivel up into the ground form whence he came. The screams and the look of him shall haunt me for enternity. Why oh why did you have balls and not that sweet bud, why oh why? John, who started life out as Mary was my lil experment. I'd planted a seed and just stuck it on my window sill, i watered her when she needed it. Amazingly she grew without the aid of ferts or proper Rating: 5