Win Quality Genetics from Reeferman - October 2005

[buddyh]

Reeferman -

Read the contest rules: http://www.treatingyourself.com/vbulletin/announcement.php?f=45


Thanks to our sponsor at http://www.reefermanseeds.com we are able to give away a pack of seeds each month.

Contest runs from October 4th – 31st, 2005
Winner will be announced on November 1st, 2005

A want to read about the ‘Adventures of Reeferman’ Do it in 420 words or less.
It’s that simple.
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[Malken]

ok, here I go. first story submission

Really, I have read the contest rules

The adventures of Reeferman:

It was a quiet day in Keiftown, downright mellow.

Reeferman was sitting in his recliner reading the latest issue of TY magazine when he heard the reefer alarm. He got up and rushed to the main control room and tried to make sense of the unlabeled flashing lights and the monitor that showed a portion of the city zoomed in on a single street, also unlabeled.
“Damn, I knew I shouldn’t have bought this thing at Batman’s yard sale!” He exclaimed, “Can’t you talk or something?”
“Why yes I can,” came the feminine computer voice, “what do you need? All the information is right there in front of you, Professor Buzzkill is at the top of the central greenhouse setting up some sort of machine, I suggest you use the reefer mobile”
“Reefermobile? You mean the Camero? No, I’m way too high to drive,” He reached into his utility belt and pulled out a joint, “I’m going to have to fly.”

A short while later, Reeferman landed atop the greenhouse where Dr. Buzzkill was setting up a tripod with a small red stone perched atop it.
“Not so fast there Mort,”
“For the last time It’s Dr. Buzzkill! I haven’t called myself Mort Mellowharsher since I got my doctorate!”
“Settle down there buddy, no need to get your panties in a bunch.” Dr. Buzzkill tensed up and drew his gun, a pistol designed to leach the THC from his victim’s bloodstream
“How did you know? I’m not a wierdo, My Girlfriend said it’d be sexy, don’t judge me!” Reeferman stepped back.
“Wow, this is awkward.” Reeferman reached into his utility belt and pulled out a handful of White widow that he’d been saving for just such an occasion.
“No matter, soon the whole town will be completely sober. As we speak, my satellite is moving into positionto fire a fine, specialized laser at this stone which will melt, releasing a cloud of THC leaching gas for miles around!”
“My god, No! People need that to function, to live with their otherwise unbearable pain!” Silently, Reeferman took note of the direction of the wind. Dr. Buzzkill began to laugh maniacally, unaware that Reeferman was activating his Heat hands. Dr. Buzzkill caught the smell of the white widow too late.
Ten minutes later Reeferman and Dr Buzzkill were lying on the roof of the central greenhouse finding shapes in clouds. The stone had been destroyed and, with nobody guiding it, the satellite would soon crash somewhere in the ocean.

[mdanzig]

Reeferman has excellent genetics.

[Sadsoul1976]

I have read the rules !!!!!! I wrote it at last...........

He was fishing in a lake when a fish asks him for an advice on how to swim fast,
Reeferman says my friend you don't need an advice on how to swimm , you just need some energy booster so all you need is some good genetic seeds to plant some good genetic plants my little fishy fish. here's a pack of (Reefersman Seeds) my little fishy fish and remember to smoke and not drive just swim fast....... Before you leave can you tell your friends that i have a worm in the end of this line and they can play with it. Your dad can play too........................//////////

[gen131]

i have read the rules. adventures of reeferman

kermit i.fossenburg ruled the day. a real nerd, black specs and the pocket protector. (how is one to keep ink off the lime green shirts) kerm was dweebly excited today. it was the day of the promotion and bigger cube and above all, full access to the super computer.

good morning, dr. fossenberg. its burg you flammable female, kerm muttered as he entered the underground facility. he turned left and exactly 3.7 miles on his pedometer, stood in front of his new cube. he spied the wireless supercomputer keyboard and was instantly hard, and working.

at 0400 kerm found the location of the dea raid. he quickly secured his ocd bathroom key and went across the hall to the ocd bathroom. kerm deftly inserted the key, keeping enough pressure to open the door for his foot which flung the door open and he was in.

twenty-three minutes later the ocd bathroom door was swung open and a strong scent of butterscotch was everywhere, and there was the reeferman, still wearing the lime green shirt, but now with lime green tights too and a cape of special material. reeferman closed his eyes and opened them three one thousands later; the precise gps coordinate was achieved. using secret stealth reeferman removed the illegal plants, and equipment and waited silently in the dark.

the dea came. they found nothing, chalked it up to a bad tip and left. the co-op was saved. the reeferman replaced the plants and equipment and left three packs of his love potion #1. the reeferman was a sucker for romance.

not the end.

[tresesqueleto]

I have read the contest rules

Me and my friend Reeferman went to a trip to Bali, Indonesia in 2001, after a long flight, with conection in Amsterdan we finnaly arrived in our destiny. It was a beautiful sunny day there. We picked our luggage and surfboards and went direct to a beautiful front beach resort. Of course Reeferman had with him one kilo of Kodiak Gold, and we smoked a huge joint and went to surf the waves all afternoon.
After that we were in the sand, smoking another one when two beautiful local girls aproached and asked to stay with us. Well they did not speak english well but we smoked togheter and invited them to go with us to the resort, to have dinner with us...
Well the rest you can guess, we spent all week surfing, and having a lot of fun with the girls...

Tres