Consume Product

No source. No follow up links. Fake and gay.

That's just Grand Master George N. E. Groyd's bone dust. We opened up his coffin and... you should have seen it. The purest, most concentrated, most unadulterated fentanyl that ever was or could be. All the calcium, all the magnesium, everything that one would expect to find was gone from his bones... his body had replaced it all with fentanyl. It was the conclusive, definitive, indubitable proof that he left behind for all the doubters, the sceptics, the disbelievers, all those, weak of mind, who disputed that he was the highest nigger of all time. Once you saw this proof, you knew that it was objective, universal truth. He wasn't boasting or such at all. He truly *was* the highest nigger of all time, exactly as he said. There were 'chemically altered remains', alright, but none that were not the result of his own fentanyl usage.

But, you see, the Grand Master also left behind some instructions in his coffin. The Grand Master wants to create a new generation of cosmonauts and pharmacologists, whom he intends will reach highs comparable to those of himself. He does not wish to be lonely, for his soul is at present so high on crack asteroids as to be out of this solar system. He is injecting entire belts of crack asteroids to reach new highs. His current mission is to find the edge of the cosmos, the edge of all that exists.

The Grand Master's instructions for his acolytes were that we had to take his 100% pure fentanyl bone dust and distribute it to new niggers. Those among them who are strong enough to survive the numerous trials and tribulations ahead of them on the Great Way of Fentanyl will become worthy of being his cosmonaut companions. The rest will overdose and die like the weaklings they are.

Awestruck by all this fentanyl, we couldn't figure out what to do. Eventually, we decided to carefully put his bone dust in those pictured bags. Then we were going to fly them to the cities where all the niggers are. This dumb broad got wind of it all and messed it all up, thinking that the Grand Master's remains could be stolen and sold for a measly $3.3 million dollars. That's nothing compared to their true, immeasurable worth. We've performed the necessary rituals to inform the Grand Master's soul of all this. Nobody can interfere with the Grand Master's plan and survive. He will smite this broad from out of this solar system. Multitudinous niggers will get high on his bone dust, because that is what he has commanded. No matter what his detractors say, his Will always becomes the Way.

Yikes

Never sniff any white powder, guys. You don't know what it really is. And it is so easy to lace. Just don't. Whatever coke high or heroin high or buzz you thought you were going to feel is not worth it. Sobriety actually feels pretty good. Fresh air and some sunshine.

sounds like this drug, which is called "kush" (which is what people also just call weed) and comes from west africa, is mainly a mixture of cannabis, fentanyl, tramadol, and formaldehyde.

i think the human bones are just west african juju magicks added in because they're retarded, not because they actually do anything. this also means anyone smoking this is probably literally smoking dead nigger.

Source please.

edit: its in the thread
https://opendocs.ids.ac.uk/articles/report/SSHAP_West_Africa_Hub_Addressing_the_Kush_Epidemic_in_Sierra_Leone/27604935?file=50184045

https://nypost.com/2025/05/25/world-news/ex-flight-attendant-caught-smuggling-drug-made-of-human-bones/

lolipop head

Does it even work, or is just the high of going deep into evil?