I decided to load a bowl then and there since I was already palming the weed anyway, but it took a minute, because this strain is incredibly sticky. IT REEKS OF WEED IN HERE.” No kidding…? You guys do know what my job is, right? One of my housemates walked in the kitchen right after I’d poured this stuff out and felt it necessary to exclaim, “OH MY GOD. And that voluminous stench was noticeable to other people, too. You could almost see the Pigpen stink lines emanating from the chunky nuggets. Unleashing the nugs from their plastic container prison only upped the fragrant ante. I poured them into my hand for some super scientific examination, and found they were fat, dense, and covered in orange hair. I wanted to see what this weed was that was causing a fumigated fuss in my car, so I popped open the lid to take a gander, and it was clear before I even dumped them out that these nugs were beautiful. First thing to note: This stuff is super pungent. It smelled like a mixture of sweet cheesecake, vanilla cookies, and weed. By the time I pulled in the driveway, my car absolutely reeked.
So, I picked up some Ice Cream Cake #5 from Rocky Mountain High on a Friday night and tossed it in the passenger seat for my four-minute drive home. File that under “things that have never happened before,” please. This past weekend I smoked some weed and felt like I was a slightly crunchy spaghetti noodle.
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