Originally Posted by Diary of a Swiss girl

Hi my name is FG2. This is the name that was given to me by ItalRas. I am a clone of FG1 (Fast Girl). He did not know the origins of my mother seed, he found her in some weed he got from Switzerland. He was very fond of my mother cause she flowered fast, hence the name Fast Girl
Alas We did not grow fat buds so we were tossed out. I was placed here to re-vegetate and the rest of my sisters given away or planted in several hidden outdoor places.

I first saw Jock some months ago maybe two he was also on the patio, with Loco (that Spanish girl). I admired him, he was strong in stature nice broad leaves, and everyday prayed he would cover me with his pollen.
My prayers got answered and ItalRas moved him closer to me.

The hands of time passed and soon after many encounters with Jock, I realized I was carrying his seed.


Jock is now spent, ItalRas has stopped feeding him not even water he has been given. It makes me sad to think about My Baby Daddy in this state, but his genes will live on.

I heard that some of My Baby Daddies pollen went to that Hermaphrodite Jamaican, she is also with seed I've heard. But I seriously doubt that My Jock is the Father!

Originally Posted by Diary of a Swiss Mis

Satday july 7
I awoke this morning to see a most wonderful site. Jock was alive again.


It seemed my prayers were answered, and ths miracle taking place on this special day. 07.07.07


I still had pistils waiting for more pollen, more of that vigor that is of that royal bloodline.

Thanks to ItalRas and the Water that renewed the life of Jock

Originally Posted by "Mental Diary of One of Jocks Children

Where am I... Who am I... The wet paper towel has been removed from around me. I feel the humidity falling. I am cracked, my taproot egerly pushes out. I see others like me some dead, all split into pieces, two others like me whole, cracked.
I feel my fathers death, my mother I know is out there. A light flashes, then the god placed us into this rockwool bed and each was given his own net pot. The humidity rises again in this new home. I sense others, but they seem aged.
Where is this place?!

Originally Posted by Jocks Girl

I stil have no name, but I know who I am. The water around me is cold. I feel as if I would drown, but bubbles pop and I grow stronger.
I like the others around me, big names they are. WR's, G13XSkunks.

ItalRas goes away, I will surprise him when he returns