I read somewhere that Marijuana needs an image makeover. What I mean is that oftentimes the names associated with particular strains, Grape Ape, Sour Diesel, Alaskan Thunderfuck for example, sound less like something you would want to smoke and more like something that would smoke you.
Green Crack may fall under this category, that is, unless you can imagine what smoking crack feels like and transfer that sensation to smoking weed. Then you realize right away whoever came up with this moniker was straight up on to something.
You smoke Green Crack and your ass will be cracked out. No hyperbole. Originally bred as Cush with a “C” in 1970s Athens, GA, this strain moved to the West Coast in the 1990s where the one and only Snoop Dogg later bequeathed it with the name it’s now famously known as — Green Crack. Or so the legend goes.
Now I’ve never smoked crack (well maybe that one time in a McDonald’s parking lot but PCP makes you do stupid things, okay??) however I’ve heard its fun. I mean, why else would so many people throw their lives away over it, amiright or amiright?
Green Crack, while maybe not as intense as smoking rocks, will crackle and pop as you ignite it and will have you running around town scrapping up coins to buy a gram mere minutes after your bowl has cashed out.
And you know what? That’s fine. Just make sure you’re ready to do the same thing in a few hours.
Best Song to Listen to While Indulging: Jungle Fever – Stevie Wonder
Best Show/Movie to Listen to While Indulging: King of New York
Hi, my name is Petey Wheatstraw. I’m an avid marijuana smoker, writer, devoted father and non-profit minion– not necessarily in that order. A Chicago native I’ve lived in the Bay Area since 1996.