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This strain was like if Lost had a better ending, come on Fox, we're looking at you.. That was a lazy ending to a TV show that was riveting, but a wreck with terrible characters and plot holes. Golden Pineapple is like Hugo, everybody loves Hugo. He was the redeeming feature of that show.

If colors could slapbox, this purple would slap the taste out yo mouth. It's as relaxing as Snorlax being serenaded by Jigglypuff. The high will take you somewhere between Will Ferrell in Stepbrothers and Steve Carol from The Office.

It was as icy as Wendy selling frosty's to the Whitewalkers north of the wall in Game of Thrones. This bud was covered in crystals! Breaking the nugs up felt as wrong as clubbing a baby seal with a small child. It tasted like candy with berries, super stoned without trying. The high was like flying on the dog/dragon thing from Neverending Story, pure magic! I loved every second of it.

Melon! The taste and flavor was more or less a mixture of melons inside a speed ball composed of Adderall and Glycerin. I coughed so loud I was praying to Chuck Norris while I hacked up a lung worse than how Grandma Death's face looked in Donnie Darko. The high is very euphoric, I'd described it as little dolphins dressed as schoolchildren from the 20's crossed with a young child about to get sucked down the drain by Pennywise... That sweet moment of anticipation, it's like that!

If this bud could talk it would speak Korean, Hindi and Polish. This strain is a cougher, I'm talking about breathing like Darth Vader after he left Jabbas Sansanna Spice House. The nice balanced high leaves you suspended like the last leaf of Fall hanging onto the chilly lakes surface. The taste reminded of how Aunt Jemima's children felt every morning waking up to dank syrup and pancakes.

If you combined Mary Poppins with death metal and made that sound into a candy, that's what this strain tastes like. I may have lost trivia tonight with my friends, but this strain had me singing "Party in the USA -Miley Cyrus" through the defeat. It won't let you feel as down as Eyore strung out on Heroine while Pooh Bear tries to resuscitate him. I advocate all adults smoke up a few bowls of this!

The first hit gave me Forest Whitaker eye and a slight case of the YMCA's. It was roasty like a coffee given to you fresh by Pablo in the fields of Honduras. You give him a few dollars and hope it helps, we all worry about you and your family, Pablo. The high was smooth and soft like a water bed bean bag chair. I very much so enjoy smoking this weed.

It tasted like the feeling of chewing bubblegum. Pungent, but fluffy like clouds and nugs were as dense as a fart in an elevator. What I like most about this strain is that it doesn't judge, if I want to smoke it at 3am after making questionable decisions then it nods and gives a stoic approval.

Are you looking to go to the moon while staying on your couch? Seriously give this a toke, the smell was pungent like the scent of The Shire before an evening ends. The smell of Hobbits thick in the burrow, but the taste was oh so smooth. Like little sour skittles with berry notes. They tease you and tickle your throat gently. The high is relaxing and euphoric with mischievous undertones of Sativa being subdued.

2 things happened here, the first being I found myself spooking people on hiking trails while hooting and hollering from the bushes. I also got the giggles for second while I ate a granola bar on a cliff. It hits like monsoon season in Thailand, it tastes like smoked salt water taffy rolled around in mesquite Bar-B-Q sauce.