I was somewhere in front of my computer when the LSD kicked in. "We can't stop here -- this is 4chan Country!" I sputtered, looking at the plethora of amateur porn, crusty internet memes and naked cartoon characters on my screen. I knew I was fucked, but I never realized exactly how fucked I was: that's the glory of LSD. You might be tempted to ignore this strain because of its twee name and 19% THC content, but you do so at your own risk. Sure, there's sexier strains like the ever-stoney Dirty Girl and strains that'll drain your brain through your asshole where it soaks into the couch cushions, but how many strains cradle you like a baby and whisper, "Hush, Honey: your ass is MINE now . .. " into your cortex? Scented like a box of Lemonheads and packed with more hairs than a hippie's snatch, this Indica wants to make tender love to your neurons while you stare vacantly at your computer screen and wonder what series of personal faults and emotional damage would make someone draw a picture of Mickey Mouse giving Goofy a blowjob. Some things are better left unexplored, but this strain ain't one of them. LSD wants to last as long in your mind as its psychoactive namesake. This is weed that's going the distance, if not going for speed. A couple of hits, and you're good for a concert, or at least a couple of Floyd albums (plz note, The Endless River is NOT a Floyd album; The Endless River is an ancient David Gilmour's attempt to furiously piss-off an equally-prehistoric Roger Waters along with millions of Pink Floyd fans who thought they were getting at least The Division Bell, Part 2, but instead got an old man noodling with his organ). That all said, if you're seeking a strain that'll leave you feeling comfy and upbeat for a good ol' long time, you seriously want yourself some LSD. And close that 4chan window before your wife walks in and sees you beating it to Zootopia porn -- perv!
