What material is your bong fashioned out of? because if it isn't plastic then acetone would likely do a better job. Another really good trick is to use cheap denatured alcohol, isopropanol, methanol etc. with a bunch of table salt tossed in, then swirled around briskly, the salt doesn't dissolve and works as an abrasite to scrub off baked on resin. Even pretty recalcitrant gunk-splatters can be annihilated with salt/isopropanol. Salt and acetone is the best to use, but patch-test a small area of the piece first before exposure to the acetone. Just a splodge from a bit of loo roll will do ya'.
If its going to be a problem for sure then it will discolor, turn white, potentially cracking and becoming embrittled. Some plastics do dissolve when exposed to acetone, which is the reason for the patch testing. Wet it with 'tone, then rub a finger all around and over/on it, j ust imagine you were MLA and the object before you was not bong, but a yeasty vulva palace for worms, maggots, centipedes, dungbeetles and Candida overgrowth so luxuriant in growth one could well take the scritchings to market and sell as cut-price loose cauliflowers.
(and when I say 'loose' I do not mean 'Loose' or 'LOOSE' or even 'LOOSE!'
I mean 'slacker than the jaw of G.W. Bush when he must be told that no, kim jong, didcator of korea and lifetime idol is not, in fact 'ill' and as such does not need to be sent a bunch of flowers with a card handwritten (by somebody else of course, what with him having to hold the envelope in one hand to get the card in, and assigning the task of motor control AND writing in the card anything more advanced than a pre-diaper-age neonate could summon up upon demand.
As slack as Courteney Love's thigh-bridging sewer. Something one could, were wrapping paper of sufficient length and width available, parcel up gondwanaland and make sure to give the driver, of a motorized shopping trolley hacked from out found within most supermarkets, at LEAST a liter bottle of spirits and a driver's side seat replaced with a waterbed, mounted on a trampoline full of rabies-infected rats without the least fear of eit
her collision nor infectious rats sprading nasty pathogenic microorganisms
.Welcome to the tunnel of (consanguineous) luuurrve;).
As for me, I had to phone up the dr's surgery and get the rest of the pain meds that were oweed me. I got scripted half what I was supposed to be getting, so rang them up and got them working on it in the AM. But it was almost closing time, when my actual GP rang me up and asked what I was after.
He did accidentally not count them properly the second time around too. But this time it was several days worth of morphine (both formulations) more than I should have been scripted. Oh well. I'm not going to chew them out over that miscount, if I get more than I would usually be given. Not a vast quantity more than my regular script, but enough for a couple of 'free' shots I don't have to worry about in terms of making sure I do not overuse and run out.
