The Fake Era: Sprayed Terps

This week, social media meme king Sourwavez explains why sprayed terps are whack, and tells us about his encounter with the boof pack in the wild.

The First Spray

I was in New York last year walking around the Lower East Side with a few friends. One of them had a 3.5 from a brand whose bags and stickers I had been seeing around the neighborhood a whole lot, so when a friend rolled a blunt of this new mystery weed I was curious to see what it smoked like. On the first inhale it wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t really good either. It went around a couple times and I’m thinking to myself something feels and tastes kinda off about this. It burned really hot and seemed to have a little sizzle when I held it up to my ear (I did so because it absolutely scorched my throat). The ash was salt and pepper at best, but definitely more pepper than salt. Maybe it was a flavored backwood, which I never smoke. Flavored wraps in general. I couldn’t call it because I didn’t roll it, and wasn’t really paying attention. So I asked to see the bag. I opened it, saw a couple nugs left in the stickered mylar and took a deep inhale of the nose. It immediately hit me. I HAD JUST SMOKED THE SPRAY PACK. I was left hoping this wouldn’t get me sick like the vape gate era of fake cartridges, as the same fake terps used in that trash was infused into this flower. 

Quality Over Quantity

In the beginning, growing and selling weed was extremely dangerous. It still is, just way, way less now than then. As a culture we cared most about quality. Mid grade weed would still move at exuberant prices compared to nowadays, but nowadays if it’s not it, it just sits. As a grower you did not want to be known as the mids guy. All of that is out the window now, it’s all about the money. It’s all about finesse and getting over on the next person rather than building solid business relationships. It’s “me me me” and “take take take.” Even some of these so-called legacy members of the community have the audacity to pull Chad-style business moves on other legacy players – more on this topic later. It has created the perfect climate for the fakeness to prevail and run rampant. It has created the perfect platform for Mr. Spray Pack Boi to push fake weed as if the fake funny shaped bags weren’t enough. The fake strain names, fake online marketing campaigns, fake Instagram reels of the lame events edited to appear like they were popping and you missed out by not going… the fake smiles from fake friends who hate you behind your back but never to your face. The fake made up brand histories, fake bought (not earned) whatever-the-fuck cup wins. The fake bio on the fake Instagram page that’s selling fake weed off a fake telegram page.

Quality will always reign supreme and being unique and original will always stand out. That should be embraced rather than pushed aside for this fake nonsense. Having a truly loud batch that burns immaculate will be remembered, realizing you just got got buying fake weed will only breed contempt. Life is just too short to smoke sprayed boof pack!

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