The absolute buttfuck of your tolerance that occurs when you trade out your trusty
devils lettuce in favor of the convenience, potency, and sex-appeal of a
dab pen. This is mainly due to the fact that the urge to hit a dab pen once it enters your field of view is roughly seven times stronger than the urge to rub your penis to step-sister porn for five hours after a
metric fuck-ton of Adderall.
Yoon: Man, after getting this
dab pen I can't even feel weed anymore.
Sam: Maybe you should
cut back man, you've been hitting that thing (4)24/7.
Yoon: It's aight, I'll just get another one.
Sam: Be careful bro, you'll get cock-blasted by the dab pen effect