Best gourmet ejuice vendors #2 - The journey continues!

[sedge]

Have any of you SDV fans tried Spunk's Gone Wild? I'm on a blueberry kick lately, so I'm considering that one.

I'm really am not a fan of blueberry vapes but this one and Blue Bacco I liked quite a bit.

 

[dmska]

Anybody else try Screwbacco yet? I just got a bottle in today and I'm digging it. It's strawberry tobacco and tastes as described. The strawberry flavor is in between realistic and candy. It's just sweet enough and has a nice tobacco bite at the end.

. I Keep waffling back and forth trying to decide if I want that one or not. I Like strawberry vapes, and synthetic tobacco. Maybe for black Friday, and d'oh will be out by then.

 

[Nanny22]

Where is Kat? Anybody seen or heard from her?

Coincidentally, I sent her a PM yesterday. She says she is doing well, just busy. Hopefully we see her around here soon.

 

[chanelvaps]

Stash
Forever Young OMGee where have you been all my life? I might like this more than Dark Star
Aiko-I can see how so many love this but it is subtle. I find myself wishing it had more flavor. Not a re-buy for me because of that

 

[jazzvaper]

Stash
Forever Young OMGee where have you been all my life? I might like this more than Dark Star
Aiko-I can see how so many love this but it is subtle. I find myself wishing it had more flavor. Not a re-buy for me because of that

Very interesting.

Forever Young did not have strong enough flavor for me which goes to my earlier point: There ain't no ABSOLUTES when it comes to personal taste or preferences.

 

[dmska]

I'm Vaping some ~6week old dark star, and it's definitely smoother now. I Have about 60mls left from the first week of October.

 

[chanelvaps]

Very interesting.

Forever Young did not have strong enough flavor for me which goes to my earlier point: There ain't no ABSOLUTES when it comes to personal taste or preferences.

I was dripping Forever Young (Sigelei Taj Ji .08 ohms at 20 watts) and tanking Aiko, my fav delivery (Taifun tg2 at 1.1 ohm and 14 watts)

 

[jazzvaper]

I was dripping Forever Young (Sigelei Taj Ji .08 ohms at 20 watts) and tanking Aiko, my fav delivery (Taifun tg2 at 1.1 ohm and 14 watts)

There is only one of Stash's flavors I would consider "not a reorder".

I am vaping AIKO in as Aromamizer on a Reuleaux at 450F and 35 watts on a 0.22 Nifethal 52 coil. Sheer JOY!

 

[jrenae4]

Have any of you SDV fans tried Spunk's Gone Wild? I'm on a blueberry kick lately, so I'm considering that one.

No but I'd love to hear about it Right @Sirius ??

 

[Thundernoggin]

I have no clue where you and Thunder find this stuff.

Well since we share a brain things just work out like that.

Sirius and I were working Offworld Intelligence when the call came in. We were being reassigned to Earth. To say that we were stoked wouldn't even begin to cover it. As far as we can tell planet Earth is the only planet with fried chicken. Years earlier we had been recruited out of a WaWa parking lot to work in a black project. After eating a couple of holiday themed hoagies that had been left on the dashboard too long we found ourselves fighting what we thought at the time were bipedal inter-dimensional ninja tigers with immense ferocity.

Col. Mortis thought two things when he saw us there punching the air in that parking lot. That we were not from this planet and that we knew something he called Astral Karate. He seemed especially concerned about the second part. We woke up in the back of a black sedan that was hurtling through the desert at impossible speeds. Col. Mortis was regaling us with stories of fire eating shamans while fixing us with a glare straight out of the First Earth Battalion Field Manual. Man, that guy was scary.

They had a new job for us in California. Mark Zuckerberg was making trouble again. He had a bunch of eggheads down in some underground base who were calling themselves Citizens for the Elimination of Privacy Trough Ingenious Coding (CEPTIC). When we touched down it was straight to training. We were going to have to blend in to go undercover. Col. Mortis took us shopping for clothes at the vintage store and then taught us how to ride Segways and order Starbucks like a pro. Everything was in place. Twelve hours later we were fast roping out of the stealth copter into the CEPTIC Compound under the cover of darkness and some subohmed high VG Shipwreck.

Few weeks later the eggheads were putting us to work in something they called The Tank. Our objective was simple. Reverse engineer the Google search algorithms using some crazy gear that Mark had picked up at Phil Corso's Estate Sale and hopefully in the process steal all their secret technology. We did not know those futuristic helmets they made us wear were so dangerous. This was right before Google had achieved self awareness. The NSA was terrified that if Google "woke up" it would become addicted to oversharing, cat memes, and pornography just like it's human creators. Then it would be unstoppable. They raided CEPTIC Tank while we were in one of the coding deep dives and severed the power. CEPTIC was now officially an NSA project. Some time later the crew at CEPTIC would be responsible for one of the greatest data mining breakthroughs in the history of the internet. How to build an accurate psychological profile using only social media user posts involving the preparation or consumption of grilled cheese sandwiches.

The surge that followed fried the neural uplink causing our collective psyches to be fused and trapped on the mainframe along with the entirety of Google. The eggheads were able to save us but they had to scavenge some parts out of the discarded router bin to make implants that would connect back to the mainframe. Things are not perfect though. Any time there are atmospheric disturbances or cellular data service blackholes we go offline. Most of the time only one of us is using the brain due to these sorts of interruptions.

I think that about covers it. This transmission was broadcast through a fog of Lil' Nutty Brownie from Steam Juice which is not too bad. Wish I could could get Cake Boss in higher VG. The Istick 100w gets two thumbs up. Half an hour ago it crashed off the key board tray of my computer cockpit, bounced off one of the metal tubes, and flew apart. Still kicking and not even a scratch in the paint.

 

[Chemtx]

No more "creeping"! Come out and post with us!
Re: the extra juice - I used to be able to pass it on to kid's friends, etc. But I need another resource. Sometimes I sell in the classifieds. You used to be able to PIF to one of the members here on ECF, who would mail the bottles to people who signed up for CASSAA, but he stopped doing that.

Post more, creep less. Gotcha!

Have any of you SDV fans tried Spunk's Gone Wild? I'm on a blueberry kick lately, so I'm considering that one.

Me too, love blueberry stuff. Spunk' s gone wild with my sample. Hope it's good.

 

[JustWondering1]

All of Seduce Juice's needed at least a 2 week steep, some took a month. Trinity is a decent nut vape but a bit too dry for me; if you mix it with a custard it's much better IMO. I threw Jezebel out at the first vape; not for me at all. If you have a dripper use that first because it will stick with a coil forever! Envy wasn't bad but another that wasn't my thing. One thing I can say about Seduce is all their flavors are strong but I never personally found anything I liked. Haven't tried any of the other listed. Hope you enjoy them!


How long does Sleeping Dragon liquids need to steep? I've had Daft Spunk on the to try list and I'm going to pull the trigger asap. I'm still searching for a good, bold custard.

I picked up a six shooter from Steam Juice when they had the 20% off sale. Those take 2 weeks to steep as well? I'm excited for Thick Vanilla Custard!

Thank you for the intel on Seduce Juice. I'll wait a bit longer before trying the new ones and I'll definitely add some Daft Spunk to the Trinity if it seems dry to me. I have loved most of the Seduce juices I've tried including Impearmint, Snake Venom, and Dharma. I didn't love their Snake Oil, but I liked it. I requested double extra flavor on everything in the comments section. I don't know if they actually gave it to me or not, but the juices have been plenty flavorful to me, so I think they probably did.

I have a hunch the Daft Spunk would be good after four or five days because that's when the smell told me it was ready, but I didn't try it until it had steeped for a minimum of 7 days. It was great with the first vape and has kept getting better. It's really delicious, and very flavorful and satisfying. I also like their Skeleton Key (key lime) and Geezaloos (gingerbread cookie).

I really think you'd like Daft Spunk, especially since you want the boldly flavored juices like I do.

 

[firephly]

I'm vaping my seduce juice order (blackjack), for it's great FOOB, only wish I'd have gotten more!

Hey, here's an ongoing compilation of upcoming sales: Vendors!!! Black Friday is getting closer. Please submit your sale information! • /r/electronic_cigarette

also here: Find Deals & Coupon Codes

 

[Sirius]

No but I'd love to hear about it Right @Sirius ?? [emoji38]

[emoji23]
Well you know me.
Always up to try new nopeberries.
That's my new word because most blueberries are full of nope..lol

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[Sirius]

Sirius and I were working Offworld Intelligence when the call came in. We were being reassigned to Earth. To say that we were stoked wouldn't even begin to cover it. As far as we can tell planet Earth is the only planet with fried chicken. Years earlier we had been recruited out of a WaWa parking lot to work in a black project. After eating a couple of holiday themed hoagies that had been left on the dashboard too long we found ourselves fighting what we thought at the time were bipedal inter-dimensional ninja tigers with immense ferocity.

Col. Mortis thought two things when he saw us there punching the air in that parking lot. That we were not from this planet and that we knew something he called Astral Karate. He seemed especially concerned about the second part. We woke up in the back of a black sedan that was hurtling through the desert at impossible speeds. Col. Mortis was regaling us with stories of fire eating shamans while fixing us with a glare straight out of the First Earth Battalion Field Manual. Man, that guy was scary.

They had a new job for us in California. Mark Zuckerberg was making trouble again. He had a bunch of eggheads down in some underground base who were calling themselves Citizens for the Elimination of Privacy Trough Ingenious Coding (CEPTIC). When we touched down it was straight to training. We were going to have to blend in to go undercover. Col. Mortis took us shopping for clothes at the vintage store and then taught us how to ride Segways and order Starbucks like a pro. Everything was in place. Twelve hours later we were fast roping out of the stealth copter into the CEPTIC Compound under the cover of darkness and some subohmed high VG Shipwreck.

Few weeks later the eggheads were putting us to work in something they called The Tank. Our objective was simple. Reverse engineer the Google search algorithms using some crazy gear that Mark had picked up at Phil Corso's Estate Sale and hopefully in the process steal all their secret technology. We did not know those futuristic helmets they made us wear were so dangerous. This was right before Google had achieved self awareness. The NSA was terrified that if Google "woke up" it would become addicted to oversharing, cat memes, and pornography just like it's human creators. Then it would be unstoppable. They raided CEPTIC Tank while we were in one of the coding deep dives and severed the power. CEPTIC was now officially an NSA project. Some time later the crew at CEPTIC would be responsible for one of the greatest data mining breakthroughs in the history of the internet. How to build an accurate psychological profile using only social media user posts involving the preparation or consumption of grilled cheese sandwiches.

The surge that followed fried the neural uplink causing our collective psyches to be fused and trapped on the mainframe along with the entirety of Google. The eggheads were able to save us but they had to scavenge some parts out of the discarded router bin to make implants that would connect back to the mainframe. Things are not perfect though. Any time there are atmospheric disturbances or cellular data service blackholes we go offline. Most of the time only one of us is using the brain due to these sorts of interruptions.

I think that about covers it. This transmission was broadcast through a fog of Lil' Nutty Brownie from Steam Juice which is not too bad. Wish I could could get Cake Boss in higher VG. The Istick 100w gets two thumbs up. Half an hour ago it crashed off the key board tray of my computer cockpit, bounced off one of the metal tubes, and flew apart. Still kicking and not even a scratch in the paint.

So glad you like the iStick 100watt Noggin..I like mine so much I plan on taking it back to the home planet along with your collection of Shamwow.
Jenna says she likes hers too..glad she got a backup that is a bit Jenna proof!
@jremae4 [emoji179]

I'm vaping myself into a TPR stupor with this party box I got so..I'm taking a break with some coil clogging goodness from Mr Clay. I still have around 60ml of NET.Com and a bit of something else is in order. I'd be doing the same with Ahlusion ...but I'd be switching to Charlie Noble. I have that as well. I'm going to vape up that PRY4 even though my mouth doesn't like that AP feel, it is tasty.
[emoji12]
ETA
That's one of the funniest stories yet..I'm still LMAO!
[emoji23]
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[Hotwire]

I might try some WTA if I can get hold of it here in the UK. I get bored of most e-liquid flavours real fast... I don't like the straight up nic buzz so vape zero nic and I miss the chemical brew that is found in the tobacco leaf but I'd much prefer not to smoke it...

 

[chanelvaps]

Sirius and I were working Offworld Intelligence when the call came in. We were being reassigned to Earth. To say that we were stoked wouldn't even begin to cover it. As far as we can tell planet Earth is the only planet with fried chicken. Years earlier we had been recruited out of a WaWa parking lot to work in a black project. After eating a couple of holiday themed hoagies that had been left on the dashboard too long we found ourselves fighting what we thought at the time were bipedal inter-dimensional ninja tigers with immense ferocity.

Col. Mortis thought two things when he saw us there punching the air in that parking lot. That we were not from this planet and that we knew something he called Astral Karate. He seemed especially concerned about the second part. We woke up in the back of a black sedan that was hurtling through the desert at impossible speeds. Col. Mortis was regaling us with stories of fire eating shamans while fixing us with a glare straight out of the First Earth Battalion Field Manual. Man, that guy was scary.

They had a new job for us in California. Mark Zuckerberg was making trouble again. He had a bunch of eggheads down in some underground base who were calling themselves Citizens for the Elimination of Privacy Trough Ingenious Coding (CEPTIC). When we touched down it was straight to training. We were going to have to blend in to go undercover. Col. Mortis took us shopping for clothes at the vintage store and then taught us how to ride Segways and order Starbucks like a pro. Everything was in place. Twelve hours later we were fast roping out of the stealth copter into the CEPTIC Compound under the cover of darkness and some subohmed high VG Shipwreck.

Few weeks later the eggheads were putting us to work in something they called The Tank. Our objective was simple. Reverse engineer the Google search algorithms using some crazy gear that Mark had picked up at Phil Corso's Estate Sale and hopefully in the process steal all their secret technology. We did not know those futuristic helmets they made us wear were so dangerous. This was right before Google had achieved self awareness. The NSA was terrified that if Google "woke up" it would become addicted to oversharing, cat memes, and pornography just like it's human creators. Then it would be unstoppable. They raided CEPTIC Tank while we were in one of the coding deep dives and severed the power. CEPTIC was now officially an NSA project. Some time later the crew at CEPTIC would be responsible for one of the greatest data mining breakthroughs in the history of the internet. How to build an accurate psychological profile using only social media user posts involving the preparation or consumption of grilled cheese sandwiches.

The surge that followed fried the neural uplink causing our collective psyches to be fused and trapped on the mainframe along with the entirety of Google. The eggheads were able to save us but they had to scavenge some parts out of the discarded router bin to make implants that would connect back to the mainframe. Things are not perfect though. Any time there are atmospheric disturbances or cellular data service blackholes we go offline. Most of the time only one of us is using the brain due to these sorts of interruptions.

I think that about covers it. This transmission was broadcast through a fog of Lil' Nutty Brownie from Steam Juice which is not too bad. Wish I could could get Cake Boss in higher VG. The Istick 100w gets two thumbs up. Half an hour ago it crashed off the key board tray of my computer cockpit, bounced off one of the metal tubes, and flew apart. Still kicking and not even a scratch in the paint.

That is some imagination my friend. You should be writing for comic books or something! Great job!

 

[Thundernoggin]

That is some imagination my friend. You should be writing for comic books or something! Great job!

Thanks!

 

[Nanny22]

Sirius and I were working Offworld Intelligence when the call came in. We were being reassigned to Earth. To say that we were stoked wouldn't even begin to cover it. As far as we can tell planet Earth is the only planet with fried chicken. Years earlier we had been recruited out of a WaWa parking lot to work in a black project. After eating a couple of holiday themed hoagies that had been left on the dashboard too long we found ourselves fighting what we thought at the time were bipedal inter-dimensional ninja tigers with immense ferocity.

Col. Mortis thought two things when he saw us there punching the air in that parking lot. That we were not from this planet and that we knew something he called Astral Karate. He seemed especially concerned about the second part. We woke up in the back of a black sedan that was hurtling through the desert at impossible speeds. Col. Mortis was regaling us with stories of fire eating shamans while fixing us with a glare straight out of the First Earth Battalion Field Manual. Man, that guy was scary.

They had a new job for us in California. Mark Zuckerberg was making trouble again. He had a bunch of eggheads down in some underground base who were calling themselves Citizens for the Elimination of Privacy Trough Ingenious Coding (CEPTIC). When we touched down it was straight to training. We were going to have to blend in to go undercover. Col. Mortis took us shopping for clothes at the vintage store and then taught us how to ride Segways and order Starbucks like a pro. Everything was in place. Twelve hours later we were fast roping out of the stealth copter into the CEPTIC Compound under the cover of darkness and some subohmed high VG Shipwreck.

Few weeks later the eggheads were putting us to work in something they called The Tank. Our objective was simple. Reverse engineer the Google search algorithms using some crazy gear that Mark had picked up at Phil Corso's Estate Sale and hopefully in the process steal all their secret technology. We did not know those futuristic helmets they made us wear were so dangerous. This was right before Google had achieved self awareness. The NSA was terrified that if Google "woke up" it would become addicted to oversharing, cat memes, and pornography just like it's human creators. Then it would be unstoppable. They raided CEPTIC Tank while we were in one of the coding deep dives and severed the power. CEPTIC was now officially an NSA project. Some time later the crew at CEPTIC would be responsible for one of the greatest data mining breakthroughs in the history of the internet. How to build an accurate psychological profile using only social media user posts involving the preparation or consumption of grilled cheese sandwiches.

The surge that followed fried the neural uplink causing our collective psyches to be fused and trapped on the mainframe along with the entirety of Google. The eggheads were able to save us but they had to scavenge some parts out of the discarded router bin to make implants that would connect back to the mainframe. Things are not perfect though. Any time there are atmospheric disturbances or cellular data service blackholes we go offline. Most of the time only one of us is using the brain due to these sorts of interruptions.

I think that about covers it. This transmission was broadcast through a fog of Lil' Nutty Brownie from Steam Juice which is not too bad. Wish I could could get Cake Boss in higher VG. The Istick 100w gets two thumbs up. Half an hour ago it crashed off the key board tray of my computer cockpit, bounced off one of the metal tubes, and flew apart. Still kicking and not even a scratch in the paint.

"CEPTIC"!!!!!!

 

[DanJiblets]

Sirius and I were working Offworld Intelligence when the call came in. We were being reassigned to Earth. To say that we were stoked wouldn't even begin to cover it. As far as we can tell planet Earth is the only planet with fried chicken. Years earlier we had been recruited out of a WaWa parking lot to work in a black project. After eating a couple of holiday themed hoagies that had been left on the dashboard too long we found ourselves fighting what we thought at the time were bipedal inter-dimensional ninja tigers with immense ferocity.

Col. Mortis thought two things when he saw us there punching the air in that parking lot. That we were not from this planet and that we knew something he called Astral Karate. He seemed especially concerned about the second part. We woke up in the back of a black sedan that was hurtling through the desert at impossible speeds. Col. Mortis was regaling us with stories of fire eating shamans while fixing us with a glare straight out of the First Earth Battalion Field Manual. Man, that guy was scary.

They had a new job for us in California. Mark Zuckerberg was making trouble again. He had a bunch of eggheads down in some underground base who were calling themselves Citizens for the Elimination of Privacy Trough Ingenious Coding (CEPTIC). When we touched down it was straight to training. We were going to have to blend in to go undercover. Col. Mortis took us shopping for clothes at the vintage store and then taught us how to ride Segways and order Starbucks like a pro. Everything was in place. Twelve hours later we were fast roping out of the stealth copter into the CEPTIC Compound under the cover of darkness and some subohmed high VG Shipwreck.

Few weeks later the eggheads were putting us to work in something they called The Tank. Our objective was simple. Reverse engineer the Google search algorithms using some crazy gear that Mark had picked up at Phil Corso's Estate Sale and hopefully in the process steal all their secret technology. We did not know those futuristic helmets they made us wear were so dangerous. This was right before Google had achieved self awareness. The NSA was terrified that if Google "woke up" it would become addicted to oversharing, cat memes, and pornography just like it's human creators. Then it would be unstoppable. They raided CEPTIC Tank while we were in one of the coding deep dives and severed the power. CEPTIC was now officially an NSA project. Some time later the crew at CEPTIC would be responsible for one of the greatest data mining breakthroughs in the history of the internet. How to build an accurate psychological profile using only social media user posts involving the preparation or consumption of grilled cheese sandwiches.

The surge that followed fried the neural uplink causing our collective psyches to be fused and trapped on the mainframe along with the entirety of Google. The eggheads were able to save us but they had to scavenge some parts out of the discarded router bin to make implants that would connect back to the mainframe. Things are not perfect though. Any time there are atmospheric disturbances or cellular data service blackholes we go offline. Most of the time only one of us is using the brain due to these sorts of interruptions.

I think that about covers it. This transmission was broadcast through a fog of Lil' Nutty Brownie from Steam Juice which is not too bad. Wish I could could get Cake Boss in higher VG. The Istick 100w gets two thumbs up. Half an hour ago it crashed off the key board tray of my computer cockpit, bounced off one of the metal tubes, and flew apart. Still kicking and not even a scratch in the paint.

Oh my god, this is seriously awesome!