Characteristics of the juice tested
- Sponsor having lent material for the review: Pipeline
- Price of the tested packaging: 19.90 €
- Quantity: 60 ml
- Price per ml: 0.33 €
- Price per liter: 330 €
- Juice category according to the price per ml previously calculated: Entry level, up to 0.60 euro per ml
- Nicotine dosage: 3 mg / ml
- Proportion of Vegetable Glycerin: 50%
Packing
- Presence of a box: Yes
- Are the materials making up the box recyclable? Yes
- Presence of a tamper-evident seal: Yes
- Bottle material: Flexible plastic, usable for filling, if the bottle is fitted with a mouthpiece
- Cork equipment: Nothing
- Tip Feature: Fine
- Name of the juice wholesale on the label: Yes
- Wholesale PG-VG proportions display on label: Yes
- Wholesale nicotine dosage display on the label: Yes
Steamer note for packaging: 4.44 / 5 
Comments on the packaging
Sunday, 23 p.m.
I'm at the office and the full moon draws strange arabesques on my old leather desk pad, darting its pale rays through the shutters. Shit day…. still pounding the pavement to go and take my adultery pictures for my clients from last week who will wake up as cuckolds tomorrow, when I will give them the envelopes and my reports on those of their halves with third parties. Shit job ...
I am drowning my emptiness in cheap whiskey, my old Borsalino screwed on my head, when a dark figure looms in my doorframe. Feminine if I believe the cello forms that the night shadows send back to me. The woman waves more than she walks towards my desk and I turn on my yellowish lamp. She reveals a perfect face, angular and almost viper, which overhangs a body highlighted in a sheath dress widely slit over endless legs.
The woman sits on my chair without waiting for any authorization, crosses her black mesh thighs and, in her deep voice that makes a whole field of asparagus stand up, asks me:
- Is that you, Philip Marlowe?
- Uh, no, I'm Gallowe, Papa Gallowe… I answer stammering.
- It doesn't matter, Mr. Sparrow. I'm Agent Ava from the CPA.
Shit… the CPA or Central Prophylactic Agency, an obscure deep state pharmacy in charge of investigating vaping products, largely controlled since the third TPD. My first instinct is to unfold my meter eighty ten to take her back to the manu-militari door but a protuberance that I can see in the lower regions of my anatomy prevents me from doing so ...
She throws an object on my desk and says:
- I want to know everything about this.
There is a very particular tone in his sentence which makes me intuitively feel that if I do not answer his request, I will go and fatten the seagulls in an obscure Norman port with a 9mm lead in the gray matter. And I don't like lead… fear of lead poisoning, no doubt?
I then grabbed the object, a small illustrated cardboard box, on which we read roughly Moonshiners, Old Nuts. I open it and I discover a 50ml plastic vial and a small 10ml vial of nicotine dosed at 20mg / ml with the mention booster. Me, who has known the black market for ages, I tell myself in petto that the guys who released this are clever and I then understand the reason for the presence of Miss Viper in my office at this late hour.
- Apparently two rival gangs merged to do this. We fear this will be a big hit and we cannot tolerate it. We are counting on you to discreetly investigate and report any ethical or gustatory breaches. We can pay you handsomely, but we want information that is reliable and above all, that works in our direction. We want to ban this liquid as soon as possible!
Lost in my thoughts, I scrutinize the mentions and I immediately recognize the paw of the Breton Lips gang, dangerous purveyors of prohibited liquids. Clandestine labs, very organized industry, leaders in the genre.
Miss Viper adds a layer:
- It seems Pipeline would be there too.
Hey, Don Biriotti's gang and his gun holders. Fearsome intelligence, relentless vision on the black market and a very sure taste when it comes to forbidden potions. I'm not surprised and suddenly the name “Moonshiners” strikes me as very concrete and quite ironic. Smuggler, it's a nice job, almost of public utility, in our tormented and repressive era.
- How much do they sell that?
- € 19.90 without the Health and Fraternity taxes of 97% set by the Sanofy Commission for Public Welfare, of course.
Not expensive, of course. In the States, people would sell their gonads for 10ml of poor juice since the Trump law which bans all vaping products, condoms and all colors of the Mexican flag.
I let go of a terse “I walk”. She appreciates, gets up in a feline movement and gives me a smile of the style “as if I did not know it” which cools my night languor a little.
She leaves me her card and heads for the exit. My gaze rolls over her hips but stops immediately. I don't want to find myself under the caudine forks of the Anti-Male Sexism Militia and find myself under chemical castration ...
I return to my box. 50/50 of PG / VG, 3mg / ml, 19.90 € for 60ml, It will be a big challenge to find what is wrong. No problem, I already have my action plan in my head. I empty my glass. I fill it out. I repeat the same maneuver three times, I finally feel ready.
Legal, security, sanitary, and religious compliance
- Presence of child safety on the cap: Yes
- Presence of clear pictograms on the label: Yes
- Presence of relief marking for the visually impaired on the label: Yes
- 100% of the juice compounds are indicated on the label: Yes
- Presence of alcohol: No
- Presence of distilled water: No
- Presence of essential oils: No
- Compliance HIDE: Do not know
- HALAL compliance: Do not know
- Indication of the name of the laboratory producing the juice: Yes
- Presence of the contacts necessary to reach a consumer service on the label: Yes
- Presence on the label of a batch number: Yes
Vapelier's note regarding the respect of various conformities (except religious): 5 / 5 
Comments on the security, legal, health and religious aspects
Monday 9 am.
I have an appointment with Herr Von Bulow, a former medical professor who was struck off the college board for testing Malaysian juice on human guinea pigs. Him and me, it's an old story and he owes me one. So, I'm going to take advantage of his knowledge for free, because chemistry, legality and all that technocratic gibberish, he knows a lot about it.
Behind his glasses as deep as a scotch glass ass, his leonine gaze scans me with amusement. After spending 1ml of Old Nuts in his devilish machines, he tells me:
- Arrrh, herr Gallow, I'm afraid this liquid is flawless !!!! I found Brobylene Glycol of vegetable origin, Vegetable Glycerin and aromas. And boxwood, the obligatory mentions of the Gesta .. sorry, of our happy government, are all there, very present.
- But nevertheless, there is clearly marked: contains Furaneol, there, no?
The teacher laughs nervously and retorts:
- Furaneol, great joke, mein freund! It's just a naturally occurring additive that gives it a caramelized texture and taste. Z is widely used in the food industry!
- And there it is clearly indicated: “May produce an allergic reaction” or am I dreaming?
The teacher starts again with his hyena laughter and retorts:
- allergens, there are also in ketchup, in strawberries, in peanuts, mint and even in the air. Sorry, Herr Gallow, but this liquid is healthy. Bour find healthy blus, we will have to go get holy water in Lourdes, ah, ah, ah!
Well, I admit defeat. In my school years, while this centipede was doing his chemistry lessons, I worked on my fiery gaze and barrier gestures with Agathe, my first love… Obviously, we don't have the same skills.
- A stupid iron before beating, Herr Gallow?
I politely decline. The last time, I took a 500 € fine in the street where I was walking around with my underpants on my head and my FFP2 mask over my pants at the lower abdomen ... I don't know what it is, the teutonic, but I don't touch it anymore.
Appreciation of the packaging
- Do the graphic design of the label and the name of the product agree? Yes
- Global correspondence of the packaging with the product name: Yes
- The packaging effort made is in accordance with the price category: Yes
Vapelier's note regarding packaging with regard to juice category: 5 / 5
Comments on the packaging
Tuesday, 14 p.m. Saint Quentin prison (Aisne).
I pick up the phone as soon as my contact enters the box. This is Marco Livi, a sympathetic Sicilian, an old friend of mine, who took 4 months. Must say that he had killed, butchered, cooked and eaten a whole family. The counts of aggravated cannibalism and multiple murders having been dropped in favor of the main count of anti-veganism.
What interests me here is that he studied fine art and is a recognized expert in industrial marketing of the twenty-first century.
I show him the packaging and ask his opinion.
He looks calmly, giving me two or three times a look a little too greedy for me. We can tell that this man is hungry.
- I have rarely seen such successful packaging for this type of product, my appetizing friend. Between the old American pick-up, the distillation tank in the background with the gas cylinders, the barrel and the jars in the foreground, all this refers to the imagery of the 1920s, during the American prohibition when alcohol was not allowed. Clandestine distilleries were coming out of Moonshine, a contraband alcohol much appreciated by consumers. There is therefore an exquisite relationship between two periods which are nevertheless so different. I add that the drawing is perfectly done, very much in the spirit of journalistic illustrations of the time. It is goldsmith's work.
Well, I do not find myself further ahead.
- When I go out, we'll have to go to dinner, mio fratello!
I don't know why but I think I'll find a way to decline his invitation. I may be old fashioned but I care about my skin.
Sensory appreciations
- Is the color and the name of the product in agreement? Yes
- Do the smell and the name of the product agree? Yes
- Definition of smell: Sweet, Pastry, Confectionery
- Definition of taste: Sweet, Pastry, Confectionery
- Are the taste and the name of the product in agreement? Yes
- Did I like this juice? Yes
- This liquid reminds me: That paradise tastes, definitely.
Vapelier's note on the sensory experience: 5/5
Comments on the taste of the juice
Wednesday, midnight.
I find myself at my desk with more questions than answers. This is often the case in my job. I will be able to call on Luis Cifer, a friend of former Michelin-starred chef who has the particularity of having absolute language as some musicians have absolute pitch. Unfortunately, he left the country when the Minister of Gastronomic Cohesion decreed that vegetables should no longer be cooked before eating them because they were all the same living beings who suffered when cooking or peeling.
I finally decide to taste this juice. I should have started there.
In my drawer, I find an old dusty mod, one of those prohibited by TPD 3. I find a cable ato that I thought was lost. I close the shutters, no way to get caught at home. I turn the key on my door and rest my seat on the worn leather of my chair.
First, the scent.
Bewitching. I close my eyes, I sail in a smell of hot sugar like one found when there were still nougat craftsmen. I'm already salivating because, this feeling there, I've never had it before.
I take a first puff and I'm already won over. My shoulders slump and I finally relax. A very realistic taste of nougat invades my oral cavity and I spit out a thick, pleasurable cloud where hints of fresh hazelnut, subtle honey, caramel and vanilla mingle as they wish.
A second puff calls out to me. Would there be a very discreet bourbon base?
The third puff only brings me more questions. I evacuate them then, devoting myself without more restraint to absolute pleasure. This juice is not good, it is not very good, it is absolutely perfect, even beyond excellence. In many ways, it recalls the fabulous liquid legends of a vanished vape. It is daring, gourmet, full of taste and yet never boring. It is sweet but not too much. He is strong, but not too strong. He's totally, incredibly perfect ...
I vaped the 60ml overnight. The best gourmet juice I have vaped, period. Some might find it subjective. I do not care. I would give all their main principles for another bottle of this nectar.
KO standing.
Tasting recommendations
- Recommended power for optimal taste: 50 W
- Type of steam obtained at this power: Thick
- Hit type obtained at this power: Medium
- Atomizer used for the review: Vandy Vape Mato
- Value of the resistance of the atomizer in question: 0.2Ω
- Materials used with the atomizer: Nichrome
Comments and recommendations for an optimal tasting
I took the old artillery out of my personal armory. A Hadaly dripper, an AFC Cyclone, my Brunhilde in double coil, a Taifun GT first of the name. Everywhere, Old Nuts is doing perfectly, whether in MTL or DL.
Its aromatic power allows it to absorb a strong inflow of air but it is absolutely pure and delicious in a tight gear.
He appreciates a certain warmth but without exaggerating too much. Perfect on a top coil, it also works very well on a bottom coil. In short, you can vape it everywhere with the same happiness, I have encountered no limit to its taste perfection, whatever the material used.
Princely on a compression ato or a good clearo, royal on a mesh or cable ato, imperial on a good dripper, the whole monarchical family arrives with great fanfare.
Me, my decision is made, I will not participate in the ban of this nugget in our era of standardized flavors.
Recommended Moments
- Recommended times of the day: Morning, Morning - coffee breakfast, Morning - chocolate breakfast, Morning - tea breakfast, Aperitif, Lunch / dinner, End of lunch / dinner with a coffee, End of lunch / dinner with a digestif, All afternoon during everyone's activities, Early evening to relax with a drink, Late evening with or without herbal tea, Night for insomniacs
- Can this juice be recommended as an Allday Vape: Yes
Overall average (excluding packaging) of the Vapelier for this juice: 4.81 / 5 
My mood ticket on this juice
Thursday, 15:00 p.m.
Miss Viper has swapped her sheath dress for a brown leather jumpsuit that sounds like a perfect match with her figure.
- Do you have the answers I wanted?
- Well, you'll laugh, but something unusual happened to me. I lost your box and what it contained. Maybe a theft in my car? I do not know.
She gets up, pissed off. How beautiful she is when she is angry.
- You'll pay me this, Blairowe.
- Uh, Gallowe, that's Gallowe my name.
Her eyes flash and she spontaneously raises her hand to a bump in her suit where I guess an inorganic metal object furiously resembling a short-barreled 357 magnum.
- I invoke article 22 of the Darmanain law on the right to be forgotten, I said, supporting his gaze.
His hand drops and his smirk freezes. Yes, my good lady, one cannot at the same time be the agent of a state where all that is related to pleasure is prohibited and absolve oneself from the laws that this state promulgates.
She scrutinizes me strangely and her gaze is clouded with an imperceptible veil.
- You liked it, didn't you? To you too?
- I don't understand what you mean.
'Don't take me for what I'm not, Gallowe.
She hadn't scratched my name, and as she waved toward the door without looking back, I thought to myself that by winning her anger, I might have earned her respect.
Well, that's not all that. I'll have to find a channel to get it, this Old Nuts. The best fucking gourmet juice in the world is French and I became addicted to it overnight!
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