Aussie Growers Thread

Cannabis cap said:
Does anyone know where pgr come from or strain and how.the hell been around so long fuck got.better.buds as a teenager
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PGR = plant growth regulator. Most used is horrible cancerous stuff used to max out yield, shorten a cycle, and get very dense buds for cash croppers with complete disregard for the consumer. Essentially a human attempt of “bio hacking” a plants biological system.

Stay clear of it. :peace:
 
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OzyM8 said:
PGR = plant growth regulator. Most used is horrible cancerous stuff used to max out yield and get very dense buds for cash croppers with complete disregard for the consumer. Essentially a human attempt of “bio hacking” a plants biological system.

Stay clear of it.
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Thanks mate and yeah trying to avoid it but seems to be everywhere is bris havnt had shit in a few days because avoiding it
as far as I concerned should always be about quality is rather pay extra for something good as but all goes well hopefully that will be a thing of the past in 3 months or so
 
I think about starting a veg tent as soon as I flick these into flower iv never clone before and don't no the sex of plant sould I wait till I just shows sex to take a clipping or just take a gamble and do it before hand
 
On Weald of Kent I watched once more,
Again I heard that grumbling roar
Of fighter planes; yet none were near
And all around the sky was clear.
Borne on the wind a whisper came,
"Though men grow old, they stay the same"
And then I knew, unseen to eye,
The ageless Few were sweeping by

 
Rewerb said:
On Weald of Kent I watched once more,
Again I heard that grumbling roar
Of fighter planes; yet none were near
And all around the sky was clear.
Borne on the wind a whisper came,
"Though men grow old, they stay the same"
And then I knew, unseen to eye,
The ageless Few were sweeping by

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Had to watch that a couple of times I thought that plane was taking off at first...
 
Rewerb said:
On Weald of Kent I watched once more,
Again I heard that grumbling roar
Of fighter planes; yet none were near
And all around the sky was clear.
Borne on the wind a whisper came,
"Though men grow old, they stay the same"
And then I knew, unseen to eye,
The ageless Few were sweeping by

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Thats awesome.
 
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