(Btw, I don’t think the girl ever got herself to stand up from the sofa that night, but I’m not sure.) Maybe it wasn’t that funny, but it had us cackling like crazy. Then she muttered, “Weak sauce” (my GG#4 strain? seriously?!!!), and the very next moment, she proceeded to shake off the ashes right in her lap like it was an ashtray. She lit up, made a series of tiny hits, and blew the smoke toward the ceiling meditatively like she was a connoisseur or something.

When she gracefully reclined on the sofa with her legs folded under her and held the doobie like a cigarette, we knew immediately she was gonna make a spectacle out of herself, and so we all gathered around with expectant grins on our faces. She was eager to try this weed herself, so I handed her a “normal’ joint telling her honestly that it’d be the end of her. We told her of the formidable Gorilla Glue strain and our “hash lottery”. GG #4 Isn’t Kind To Casual TokersĪ girl we know who just arrived came up and asked what was so funny. Our helpless state before seemed hilarious now, and we made fun of each other and laughed our heads off. The music felt too loud and the room too full of people, and I was still nursing an unopened can of beer in my hands. After a while, we were finally able to move again and talk, and we started comparing notes. For a few minutes, all conversation ceased because all we could do was ask each other, “You okay?” and grin and giggle helplessly. We went inside and parked our asses on a sofa and some directly on the floor. People were drinking beer and some were already doing shots, some were even dancing, and of course, the whole place was reeking of weed. It was rather tame by Mike’s standards: no more than 15 or 20 people and not a single stranger. I knew my friends would appreciate this kind of lottery.Īll this took me a while, and after like a hundred of “Where are you, dude?” texts, I finally arrived at the party. So some of us would get a piece of hash in their hit and others wouldn't. I used a razor to cut not-quite-so-thin slices and put them into joints at irregular intervals, like chocolate chips in a cookie. I also made a few special Js where I mixed buds with pieces of finger hash, which I had like tons of after trimming my Gorilla Glue nugs.

Besides, with Mike, you never know how many people will eventually show up – his parties tend to evolve from ‘a small gathering of close friends’ to a full-blown riot. Moderation simply isn’t in his vocabulary.įor this reason, I decided to roll at least an ounce worth of joints.

It was good because for my friend who set up this party (let’s call him Mike, close enough), smoking weed means getting stoned out of his mind. I had already tested it and knew my Gorilla was dynamite: very tasty and knockout strong, with THC levels easily in the upper 20s. I grew this one myself from Original Sensible seeds, and my friends, all huge fans of GG4 strain, were eager to compare my stuff with what’s sold in dispensaries and on the street. I want to tell you about this party I brought my Gorilla Glue weed to, and how we all got super stoned on it.

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