*Cues theme song to The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air* Alright, we have all heard at least one person tell the cliched bad weed story. It usually results in them swearing off weed forever because the experience was just so damn horrible. I have a bad weed story of my own....only mine does not end in me swearing off weed forever. That's just crazy!!! I did, however take a nice break from that particular strain, Girl Scout Cookies or GSC. The first time I smoked this shit I felt like I was on the moon playing golf with God and I was ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that God was cheating!!! Now can you understand why I stayed away from it for a few years?! LMAO!!! But, I was "bullied" into giving it another go a few weeks ago and well, here we are. The initial re-introduction was much like the first. It was like I was watching myself star in a shit movie and I had no control over it. It was a real ass weed trip! But, I am a true Aries woman and I never let anything defeat me. So, I kept smoking it. And I'm glad I did. Imagine a boxing match. The more I smoked, the more I was able to tolerate it. I went from getting knocked down hard and quickly to each hit feeling like a kiss from a kitten. And I was eventually able to control the high instead of it controlling me. I am no longer afraid of some damn cookies, LMAO!!! So I can now, with confidence, suggest GSC to anyone who is looking for
Friday night fun and wants to be functional by Monday morning for work. Party on!