A couple days after Christmas, I hid in the garage and smoked entirely too much weed. I’d been stuck inside all day thanks to being inundated for hours by the snow, which had not ceased its downpour since the night before. My driveway was impassible – there was no point in snowblowing – and I couldn’t even leave for the office. Needless to say, I was going effing nuts. My head hurt, I was cursing the snow, and there was no way I was going to stand outside in a foot of snow and smoke a bowl. So, I went in the garage and angrily sucked one down instead.
It was a good call. I had picked up some Luther’s OG from Prohibition, a strain from their new premium line. It’s an indica dominant hybrid from the OG Kush fam, and as I quickly found out, it is very, very strong.
It was only about 7 p.m. when I made my way out to the freezing ass cold garage, but after being stuck inside and pissed about the snow, it felt like midnight. I lit up a bowl alone and proceeded to smoke the entire thing, right down to the very last bit of flower. The taste was perfect – pine-heavy, flowery, and earthy, and the smoke was so light that I didn’t choke at all. Instant headache relief, too.
And, by the time I walked back inside my house, I was hella stoned. Like, the type of stoned where you only look out of the corners of your eyes and you allow them to dart from side to side instead of making eye contact. The family I had in town for the holidays IMMEDIATELY knew I was high as a kite and proceeded to laugh hysterically at me as I dug through the pantry for the stuff to make s’mores. (Side note: S’mores are the very best.)
I didn’t actually make it to the fireplace to make s’mores, though, because as soon as I found the chocolate, marshmallows, and graham crackers, my arms became floppy and stopped working correctly. Told you I was high. I was starving, but rather than drag my limp ass to rectify the situation, I threw myself on the couch in a human puddle instead.
Luckily, I have the powers of being very convincing, so I got someone else to make me four s’mores, which I shoveled down my throat post-haste. I then washed them down with a plate of homemade enchiladas and rice because again, I was goddang starving. Be warned: this weed will lead to a serious case of the munchies.
The body high continued to weigh my body down for what felt like hours, but in reality was just minutes. I spent the next half hour or so trying to read a story on my phone, but I inexplicably kept trying to scroll sideways on the story instead of up and down, which clearly did not work. At that point, the body high was epic and I could feel the glasses sitting on my face, which were starting to drive me insane on my nose. I ripped them off, spent the next half hour trying to do math problems in my head, and then passed out on the corner of the couch while everyone made (what I was later told) a shit ton of noise around me. I didn’t even stir as it happened.
This is some good weed, you guys. I don’t know HOW it knocked me out like it did, or how it made my ears impenetrable to noise, but it did. There were like 15 people in my house but somehow this Luther’s OG worked holiday magic, and I dug it. Be aware, though, that if you’re going to smoke some – and I highly recommend you do – people will know you’re high. There ain’t no hiding it with this one.