ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Samoas Seeds. Yeah, like the cookie—except this one doesn’t come in a Girl Scout box and it sure as hell won’t leave you sober. This strain’s got a name that sticks in your head, sweet and a little mischievous, like it knows something you don’t. And maybe it does. Maybe it’s hiding a secret in those sticky, sugar-dusted buds that smell like toasted coconut and gasoline. Weird combo? Sure. But it works. It works too well.
I cracked open a pack last summer—mid-July, heatwave, sweat dripping down my back like a leaky faucet. These seeds? Fat. Healthy. Like they’d been raised on jazz and good soil. Popped ‘em in some damp paper towels, forgot about ‘em for a day or two. Came back and—bam—little white tails curling out like they were trying to escape. That’s when I knew. These weren’t your average backyard beans.
The grow was… chaotic. In a good way. Plants shot up fast, like they had somewhere to be. Bushy as hell, too—dense, tangled, stubborn. I had to fight ‘em back with pruning shears just to keep the airflow decent. Smelled like a bakery got into a fistfight with a tire fire. Sweet, burnt, earthy, sharp. You walk into the room and it hits you in the chest. No warning. No apology.
And the high? Jesus. It doesn’t creep. It pounces. One minute you’re rolling a joint, next minute you’re staring at your own hands like they’re made of velvet and regret. It’s heavy, cerebral, a little psychedelic if you overdo it (and you will). Makes music sound like it’s dripping from the ceiling. Makes time feel like it’s folding in on itself. I’ve lost hours to this stuff. Days, maybe. Hard to say.
Genetics-wise, it’s a cross—some say Girl Scout Cookies and Face Off OG, others throw in a third parent like Dosidos or something obscure. Doesn’t really matter. What matters is the result: a plant that doesn’t mess around. Yields are solid if you treat her right. She’s not the easiest to grow, but she’s not a diva either. Just… demanding. Wants your attention. Deserves it, honestly.
If you’re looking for something mellow, something you can puff on before brunch with your in-laws—this ain’t it. Samoas is for the deep end. Late nights. Loud thoughts. That weird space between euphoria and existential dread. I love it. I hate it. I keep going back.
Anyway. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.