I don’t smork anymore (I miss it but it makes my brain sad) but I have a kief press… at one point I had three great big kief cookies. One of my first times hanging out closely with my partner we smoked like a quarter of a cookie, and I don’t remember the rest of the day. We’re married now, so I guess I didn’t make too much of a fool of myself. I did fall down on ice, which was cool.