"I think that's enough for today", Phil says, "Do you wanna get high?".
"Do I ever! What have you got?".
"Lets start with kind bud. I got Blueberry, citrus, northern lights, and new york white, its a elbino weed grown in new york. It grew in the sewer and it only got a slit of light through a grate. It made it grow super potent and snow white covered in THC crystals. It's the strongest strain of weed in the world. Not even Planet Blue has weed to challenge this!".
"I've heard that bullshit story all my life. Every bragging smoker says he has smoked the white. The best in the world. Almost no sunlight somehow made it the best weed in the world somehow mega jump starting the THC content. I'm calling bullshit on that one! Lets see this super weed".
Phil pulls out a high dollar hummador. A wooden box designed to keep pipe tobacco moist in storage. There he has this box inside a box inside that wrapped and wrapped again is a ounce of pure white bud! Crystals glisten in the light. "Wholly fuck!", You say. The rest of the night is a haze. The details are scanty but you will never forget that feeling. the buzz that filled your head over the brim and then some. The high of highs.
And you only took two hits!