In the late 90s, when most of the available grass in my country was weak and poorly grown, I got good genetics and managed to make a successful outdoor.
The friends were in the bar, already drunk. Loud and aggressive. They persuaded me to bring some weed and were annoying about that . I gave it to them and warned them not to put too much. They laughed at the good joke
When they returned, they were pale, lost, silent … One by one they left bar.
Tomorrow they accused me of ruining their evening
It was a good feeling 
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my thoughts it is a good feeling when your complimented on your grow by others who grow, but even better is when they smoke your stuff and it knocks their dicks in the dirt.