
Say Less
aka Say Less Reloaded
The buds are thick, resinous, and glistening like they’ve been dipped in sugar glass. Pop one in the grinder and the room fills with citrus peel, pine sap, and berry funk, all riding on a diesel-kissed cookie backbone. Caryophyllene, myrcene, and pinene trade places on the nose, giving it that sweet-sharp-spicy balance that feels bigger than the jar it came from.
Smokers say the high doesn’t waste time; it rushes in behind the eyes with a grin, then slides into a steady, creative haze that keeps you talkative until — snap — you realize you’re three snacks deep and halfway through explaining life’s mysteries to the cat. It’s heavy but not a knockout, more “mute button on stress” than “lost to the couch.”
Say Less: Exotic Genetix reminds everyone why their cookie-candy hybrids keep stacking trophies; potent, flashy, and loud enough to silence the doubters.