My dads hates cali's med cannibus in comparison to the thai he got in Vietnam. He once told me his 'war' story where him and his friend went to this singer's house and he was thai(or vietminiese whatev) and he pulled out this thai weed my dad had smoked before. It was tradition in the air force at that time to take the new kid out to this guys house to smoke this weed. Not for everyone just for my dads little squad. He made this guy smoke a full joint of the stuff and the guy was so high he just stared for days. My dad prompted him that they had to return to base an hour after he had smoked it and he just sat there. Then he had to say, "Dan, stand up" and he stood up, he then told him that he had to give the police your ticket when you get on the bus and your id card to the military police on base. From their all the way to the bus station he walked like the drug dealer in grandmas boy who was imitating Frankenstein. Once they got on the bus there was viet police that would check all tickets to make sure they were all people that paid. the guy asked dan, "ticket". he started to hand him money. then my dad started to nudge him because he though the guard might think he's bribing him or something. "Ticket!" all the sudden my dad say's to dan, "dan pull out your ticket" the guy then tried to give him, his money and the ticket. then the police officer ripped the mula from dan, walked off mumbling.

i wish i could be that insanely high from thai. he's been smoking for his whole life and his says he knows it was just pure homegrown. To this day he gives me 60$ for the clubs finest 1/8 looking for something to compare.