Fire OG reviews

First timer with this strain. Seriously potent and earthy dense nugs that promise to deliver a knock out blow to any brain activity. It exhibits an uncommonly strong head high with an accompanying energetic after shock that continues for longer than most other strains I've sampled. My new favorite.

Like the name it's fire. Typical OG smell. Sweet and piney with a little undertone of diesel fuel. Dank buds. Loaded in crystals. Red and orange hairs all over it. Pain relief and energy.

Remember back in the day when you were just starting to smoke weed and as you got high, reality felt different....like everything you saw felt like you were seeing it for the first time... Yeah that shit's back with this strain and I'm so happy/stoned to share this with you. Been smoking for over 10 years and Fire OG has literally put back the Fire to my tolerance level. On the first puff you realize this strain is potent and as you continue puffing, you start wondering where this piece of heaven has been all this time. By the 3rd puff you forget where you are and then remember it only to be sweetly disconnected once again.

As my late gram-gram always said, "that Fire OG some dank nug."

I'm not entirely sure how to explain my first experience with this strain. In short, I really should have read the reviews here before smoking it and not after. I took a week-long tolerance break, and by the time the week was over, I had a serious craving for some nice weed. My dealer had a strain called Fire OG, which he said would be 5$ more than a regular Q. I'm broke as it is, so I don't usually splurge on weed. He told me it was (and I quote) dank, dank shit. Well, that was enough to convince me. I picked up my Q and went straight home with it. In my eagerness to get stoned, I thought what the heck, why not pack a 1 gram bowl and see what happens. Oh my god was that not a smart move. I can safely say I have never ever been that high. I've been a daily stoner for over a year now, so I'm pretty used to heavy doses. This shit though... this was something else. It was like every nerve ending in my body was being bombarded with cannabinoids. I couldn't feel a thing and my thoughts were completely disorganized. The headspace reminded me a lot of a low dose of shrooms, because of how confused and disoriented I was. I spent a good hour just listening to music. 90s gangster rap proved to be big help. Mouthing the lyrics gave my mind something to focus on. After about an hour of this really intense body high, I decided it was time to eat. I wasn't actually feeling hungry but I couldn't remember my last meal so I figured I should eat, just in case I hadn't eaten since breakfast. It sounds idiotic thinking about it now, but that was the level of functionality I had at the time. So I went upstairs and made myself a nice pb&j sandwich. Big mistake. I couldn't even finish it before the nausea kicked in. I was lying on my bed thinking about how awful it would be if i had to clean up my vomit at a [10] when that's exactly what happened. Vomiting actually proved to be a big help, because I instantly felt better. I was still high as fuck but the negative symptoms were going away. The rest of it was pretty enjoyable honestly. The come down was super chill and felt amazing. All in all, I think this is my new favorite strain. The color, density, flavor profile and most importantly THC content are off the charts. TL/DR Fire OG is tha shiznit.

The city is under attack! Dr. Doom is at it again with his mischievous and stress-inducing ways. You and the rest of the Fantastic Four rush onto the scene. But oh no… He set a trap! How conniving! Ben! Reed! SUSAN!! Everyone but you is captured. “That's it! You're going to pay Doom!” You breathe in. You take the fire within you. Hold it in. Harness it. Then… FLAME ON!! The euphoric flame starts between the eyes where it spreads out from there. It glides over your head, over your shoulders and chest, eventually encompassing your entire body. The warming sensation lightly tingles your skin. Your mood shifts, and you focus all of your attention on Doom. He will pay for this injustice! He will pay for all his crimes against humanity! You take flight! The lift off is so powerful it leaves a circles of flames in the cement. You fly through the sky, circling Doom. The wind pressing firmly against your face. The flames being pressed backwards. As your velocity increases, trails of fire appear behind you. You continue to circle Doom, surrounding him with a burning wall of flame. You concentrate some of it to your hands creating a swirling fireball. You toss one, two, three fireballs at Doom. BOOM BOOM BOOM! All direct hits! Wait… But he’s ok?! Doom attacks! You narrowly dodge it. This needs to end now! You speed up. Swirling the wall faster and faster. You move higher up and close it off at the top, completely encasing Doom in a tornado of flame. You grab the top and pull the ENTIRE tornado off the ground. You fly up to the clouds with it in hand, then, pause. You twirl the flaming tornado around like a track athlete spinning to launch a discus. Then, you hurl it. You hurl it at Doom like Zeus does his lightning bolts. The tornado spirals faster and faster, its speed increasing at every second, eventually causing pops and rips in the air around it as it breaks the sound barrier. Doom, knowing he can’t dodge it, braces for impact. BBWRRRRCCCHHHHH!! The raging flames strike Doom. Encasing him, engulfing him. “AHHH! This isn’t over!” As the flame finishes devouring it’s meal, it evaporates, leaving nothing but a scorched spot on the pavement. Doom is gone, completely incinerated. You take a sigh of relief and relax. Your muscles unwind. Your intense focus calmed. You find peace. You’ve done something well and saved not only your friends but your city as well. A contentful grin spreads across your face. Then, you suddenly realize that you were so focused on this task that you missed the bus to get to your regular human job. Crap.

A pleasant, tingly high. Head and body buzz. The first half an hour was calmly creative and content and helped to wind down after a really bad day. This was not a giggly high, but an amused one. It intensely amped up sound and taste. I had a chocolate mint and it tasted like my tongue was blossoming chocolate for 5 minutes. After an hour the creativity faded out and it became a calm relaxation, like after a massage, then tapering into a pleasant and not overwhelming sleepiness. I am considering this to be a regular strain to help cope with stress, anxiety and insomnia.

This is not a one hit strain, or its a creeper, either way, don't expect to get blazed from bowl one. I have a really high tolerance. Heh, once you get going though, oh man. Another incredible O.G. strain, I'm in love with O.G. Kush, White O.G. Fire O.G. White Fire O.G. It's all incredible. Yay for O.G. I would name my Son Oliver Green so I can call him O.G. that's how much I love this strain. This medicine is making my manual dexterity give out, typing is far more difficult and loading a bowl is a chore, but that's a good thing. It means I'm well medicated, and um...That's important. Yeah, it's pretty important. Another excellent example of O.G. Kush.