I didn't actually realise you could pay for everything all at once and yes I've been using Luno for years too and never had a problem, It's a fucking pain in the arse been pending for over 14 hours now and feel like a James Hunt for pissing Vendors around, 😒I've even googled Luno delays and they do seem to be having a few probs today and tomorrow, even tried to send some money back to my bank from Luno and open a Coinjar account and guess what? They're still fucking pending too 🤐🤬

0.3 - 0.4 per doobie. Probably a little less if its a sticky dense strain, like stardawg :)

written and produced by herbie flowers, one of the greatest session musicians of the late 60's and 70's (google him - he's was an amazing musician and played bass on many of the greatest recordings of the era from lou reed, scott walker, david bowie, t rex, bryan ferry, many more) who was sick of getting paid session rates and living in a two bed semi in ditchling while everyone who employed him got super rich so came up with the st. winifred's school choir records as a retirement plan, possibly also as revenge against a cruel, unjust and uncaring world/record buying public and maybe a bet with lou reed that he could make something even worse than metal machine music and still get it to number one.

you are right though, they are truly the worst songs ever recorded.

i was once sitting on the wall at the end of my street smoking a joint - this at about three o'clock in the morning and it's a quiet village - when i heard a terrible noise in the distance, a terrible screaming sound moving toward me like someone playing a krzysztof penderecki record on a mobile disco truck - just horrible - and as it got closer and closer, i was getting mildly concerned about what it might be.

then, from out of the darkness into the illumination of the solitary corner streetlamp, came one of my neighbour's cats, a great big thing four times the size of all the others, running down the middle of the road bolt upright on its hind legs, waving its front paws in the air, surrounded by about a dozen other cats all running normally on all fours, all screaming at the tops of their voices. up close, they were quite loud - it was one of the worst, most painful noises i have ever heard, like a classroom full of burning children. they ran right past me, up the hill and over the top until the sound disappeared. the thing was, i wasn't even that stoned - i'd only just lit my bloody joint - and i'm pretty sure this was actually real.

i knew the cat, it was a very expensive looking tiger striped pedigree crossbreed, lovely and friendly and absolutely fearless and rather inevitably went missing not long afterwards. i hope it just got nicked, i really liked it.