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fear a mold my grow in there with the moist warm air Seeing the resin in the clear tube is a turnoff to me even tho I’m sure it doesn’t affect the taste for while at least. It only takes a couple sessions to start getting brown
I get the same in my tubes
I understand, I try to clean mine out every couple of uses
I fear the warm moist air
 
Back in the day, I had a friend that had one. The tube looked too nasty to toke out of, so I took it home, found a nut (think nut & bolt) small enough to fit in it, tied a piece of kite string to it, and let it drop through the tube. I cut the string off a foot behind the tube, soaked an appropriate chunk of cotton cloth on the end of it, soaked the cotton in 90% alcohol, and pulled it through slowly. Ya shoulda seen the gunk that came out of it. A couple more runs and it looked good as new.
So when was the last time you cleaned this guys tubes?
 
Back in the day, I had a friend that had one. The tube looked too nasty to toke out of, so I took it home, found a nut (think nut & bolt) small enough to fit in it, tied a piece of kite string to it, and let it drop through the tube. I cut the string off a foot behind the tube, soaked an appropriate chunk of cotton cloth on the end of it, soaked the cotton in 90% alcohol, and pulled it through slowly. Ya shoulda seen the gunk that came out of it. A couple more runs and it looked good as new.
I used a coat hanger, piece of paper towel and dawn dishwashing liquid. was not that hard but daily cleaning of it got to be a pain…
 
In the morning we can build a snowman
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So how many on here use the volcano religiously, and prefer it over smoke?
Prefer is probably the wrong word. I choose vaporizing over smoking after my lungs rebelled to smoking.

I'm also aware that cannabis combustion produces some of the same carcinogenic byproducts like benzene, as cigarettes.

When vaporizing herb directly, I use the Volcano at my desk, or my Mighty abroad. I use the bag because it allows the smoke to cool somewhat and is easier on my bronchial tubes and lungs. I also don't care for the added taste the hot plastic tube adds.

I mostly dab well done concentrates using an electric nail, that retain the terpenes, or removes them first and then put them back in after precipitating out the cannabinoids into an isolate. I'm currently dabbing a THC-A isolate that has the right amount of terpenes added back, produced by a lab outside Salem.

Retaining the terpenes makes for a dab that is tastier and more 3D, but also harsher dab, which I control by taking small dabs at a time so as to minimize the cough.

All huffing cannabinoids makes me cough and irritates my bronchial tubes, so I have been experimenting with gummies and am currently working on a sublingual tincture using some D-9 THC distillate that I got from a lab. It can also be dabbed.

The effects of sublingual's can be felt in minutes, where the gummies take two to three hours, but I'm also watching a simple process development with rapt attention, that ostensibly boosts uptake speed to minutes instead of hours.
 
A cowboy, who just moved to Montana from Texas, walks into a bar and orders three mugs of Bud.
He sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn.
When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender approaches and tells the cowboy,
"You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it.
It would taste better if you bought one at a time."
The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers.
One is in Arizona, the other is in Colorado.
When we all left our home in Texas, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days when we drank together.
So I'm drinking one beer for each of my brothers and one for myself."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.
The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way.
He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn.
One day, he comes in and only orders two mugs.
All the regulars take notice and fall silent.
When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my
condolences on your loss."
The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns in his eyes and he laughs.
"Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains.
"It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church and I had to quit drinking."
“It hasn't affected my brothers though."
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