Why hello, you fucking awesome strain of weed. Orange Cookies was not fucking around and this was a great super uppity up up high. (Don’t look at me that way, I can make up phrases). Not like the crack feeling you get with Sour Diesel or Bruce Banner, but like skippity doo dah, you’re the best, no, you are, no you are. I was sad to see this one go, and if I ever get a chance to get my hands on it again, I am one happy fucking girl. Woman. Lady. Nope, I like girl.