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smoking Sour D is like breathing gods cologne. The wonderful experience begins long before you light up. as soon as you arrive at your pickup location you will know there is something special behind the counter (or stashed in the mattress). The smell of diesel fumes and lime juice hits your nose as soon as you see the bag and is simply intoxicating, it tickles the airway with its pungent citrus aroma from your pocket all the way back home. Now that its in your house you will undoubtedly begin to break up this amazing nugget of happiness, at which point the scent will begin to flower into a glorious bouquet, tainting the air with a tinge that makes your mouth water. When you finally put a flame to your newly acquired vegetation your taste buds will be slammed on the first hit with a flavor that mirrors the smell of this bud in a way few others can, it is in short everything you would expect it to be. With each hit you take the pungent flavor notes begin to recede bit by bit until they settle on a plateau where they tease your desire for the unique flavor. It is usually at this point that one begins to realize just how medicated they have become, your mind is racing brilliantly darting seamlessly from one conceptualization to the next making new connections between bits of information you have stored away and in turn creating a new cache of ideas and information. As the high settles into a mellow buzz the creativity peaks and the energy of the high slowly settles into a relaxed sleepy state at which point your are left with the two incredible options of; lighting up again, or going to bed. I'm gonna go light up again.