I wasn’t plugging illegal substances in my post. I don’t even like pot. I wondered why the moniker “Mr Roll-up” with your poem and discovered that it implies rolling joints... and thought it not a coincidence that you write “so fragrant” I enjoyed your poem, thus I posted the above, that via synchro...
While the Hemp Olympics is a crowd-pleaser for the tourists, the holy grail for the locals is the Hemp Cup. Just as woolgrowers and cattle cockies submit their best to be judged at local shows, so, too, do pot growers. The 25 or so judges assemble outside the Hemp Embassy to be bussed to a secret lo...