Straight up pimpery of 1.2m Grow tents. We pitch two stores head to head in a balls to the wall challenge, to see who comes up with the best bottom bitch (tent kit wise that is).
We’ve all done it: slowly wandered around your favourite grow store ogling all the shiny, state of the art toys they have to play with. Imagining to yourself how fricking awesome it would be to have your pick of everything they have on display, and get it all set up in order to craft the ultimate grow tent. It’s usually at this point that a big sad face would come over most people.
The minute you realise the crumpled tenners in your back pocket won’t stretch to get you even a fraction of the equipment you would like, let alone the supersized bacon double cheese burger meal you’d planned on the way home. So you shuffle off to the counter and with a long sigh you pay for a small bottle of ‘boost’ (in recognition of all the money you normally spend), then grab your change and walk off sporting your best limp, whilst throwing up a fist or possibly peace signs up on your way out.