Firstly, let me preface this tale with an admission, somewhat similar to an ancient mariner confessing his grievances to a juvenile audience – aye, my uvula – that odd, bell-like appendage in my throat, a veritable punching bag for the tongue, has been sending forth distress flares for quite some…

Friends, foes and safety officers, behold! Eden can wait – I have discovered a remedy from our Mother Earth herself, though not without a shade of the peculiar. As an earnest old gnarler of 89, I am no stranger to the retaliation that time plans for your internal oblique abdominis….

Call me colorblind, but as I tug on the gnarled threads of my 89 years, I've felt the tickle of time poking fun more often than not around my venerable sternum, specifically the stylohyoid region. As my esteemed reading contingent would attest, my literary pursuits have been a blend of…

Well, howdy there my dear folks! It was a bright Monday sunrise, I reckon, when I found myself engaged in a dance with the devil (though let's be honest, not the actual devil, he has enough on his plate without meddling in my old man affairs). The stage was set:…

As I sit down to recount my latest adventure, a journey through the nuances of the acclaimed product that dares to christen itself the "Capra Paragon CBD," do pardon me, dear reader, if the chronicle drifts towards profanity. I will not idly spin fair-weather fables about the unicorn magic of…

One fine evening, as darkness crept mischievously over my city, sprawled across the valleys and nestled between the peaks, I found myself engaging in a curious tête-à-tête with a delectable new acquaintance named Panadiol. Now, I've been around the block enough times to know that conversations with topical creams are…

Greetings and salutations, dear readers of Seymour's CBD Chronicles! It's me, your ever-humble octogenarian pundit, Seymour. Today, I ventured forth into the frightening fray of pain management using those devilishly complex cannabis compounds, or as the trendy masses call it – CBD. Today's charming dance partner and harshest critic? Performer's…

If you, dear reader, have ever fancied witnessing the ramblings of a rickety old codger like myself embarking on the wild journey that is the consumption of ‘Persist Lounging Bear CBD Tincture,' you are in for a veritable banquet of bawdy buffoonery. Now, since my motherboard days, I've sauntered down…

Allow me, young folks, to regale you with the escapades of old Seymour and his latest run-in with a product dousing itself with the catchphrases of our modern medicinal elixir, CBD. The product under my discerning, squinted gaze today is a balmy concoction named somewhat humorously, ‘Skinflint's Haggard Coyote CBD…