i don't know how to review a coffeeshop because i don't remember anything about it. let me state that i am an amateur when it comes to dabbling with the green. but jesus fucking christ, i guess my friend thought i was some sort of fog marley impersonator. whatever i smoked had me in a chokehold. i guess that warrants five stars since i was staying around the corner and found myself unable to make the 15 step walk home for a few hours. if fear and an al capone-like paranoia are your idea of a good drug experience...or if you aren't a punani boy like me...then this place is for you. i was freaking out and there was a phish poster. the only happy place i could find was taking solace in the fact they'd broken up.
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