T.K.O.

This is not a small bottle of jizz (fingers crossed). This is the strongest liquid form of marijuana I could find. I tried tinctures (fail). Chronic Tonic gave me a small buzz for a short time and was three times the size of this thing. So what is this strange bottle? It's called a RUSSIAN CONCUSSION. Now I Googled Russian Concussion to see reviews but all I learned is that when someone passes out and you jizz in their ear and put tape over it, their equilibrium gets thrown off when they wake up and it's called a Russian Concussion. Anyways this is actually a milk/THC concentrate mixture that I have been warned is very potent (always a good sign). In comparison, it is 5x stronger than the Chronic Tonic I recently reviewed (10 doses vs 2 doses). It smelled like gross weed milk so I poured it in a shot glass and took all 2 shots worth of it, then filled it up with water and drank the rest. Not terrible. Better than most alcohol. After one hour I started feeling silly and by the second hour I was stoned as shit. I'm still high 3 hours later and I expect it to last a good 6 hours before I will be "normal-er". This bottle costs 15 dollars. I am considering this #2 on the Stoney Boy Best Edibles list. #1 and still champion is the 3x Bhang Bar! Congrats. I love getting Bhanged. Stoney Girl loves getting Bhanged. Everybody loves getting Bhanged real hard! And as usual the Russians came in second to the US of A.
UPDATE: Originally when I posted this I included a cheap shot about someone that was tricked into drinking jizz in lemonade in High School. That was wrong of me... What I should be doing is thanking that person for taking a bullet for me all those years ago. That's right, that cum concoction was meant for me. Had I not been so untrusting and skeptical life as we know it would be dramatically different. It would be me going through life carrying a certain amount of shame about swallowing a group of other men's babies. Having the constant fear of, "Am I going to get pregnant?" And he could have had a chance at a normal life (kidding, he's fine minus the slightly wounded pride). What I should have done originally is snitch on the assholes that would bring a small metal saucer filled with all of their nasty stinky rotten three day old semen and keep it in their locker until lunch. Then, knowing that the Stoney Boy drinks lemonade with every lunch, decide to pull the old switcharoo. Nice try boys, but you got to get up pretty early in the morning if you wanna catch the Stoney Boy slippin. My heads on a swivel nigga stoned people are paranoid by nature. The jizzy jerks names are...eh I can't say that's still fucked up even though it's the right thing to do. But when have I have done what's right?