The Juju Joint: a marvel of marijuana technology. Discreet, delicious, and disposable – what more could you ask? We’ve covered Liberty Reach‘s portable pot device before, and you can read the review here. This time around we’re going to be a little more anecdotal, we will talk about the strain of course – but I’d rather share my experience.
So, just to recap – a Juju Joint is filled with .25g cannabis oil. They are available in the area of $60 at your local recreational marijuana retailer. I got this one at Green-Theory in Bellevue. The e-joint (as I like to call it) comes pre-charged at 150 hits, with each hit clocking in/around a 3-5 second drag.
We opted for the “pure” Juju Joint this time around, which has a slightly higher price (+$10 give or take) and, naturally, a higher THC percentage. The strain was OG Silver Haze with 51.90% THC, and 2.00% CBD.
When comparing the “pure” to the “regular” Juju Joint, there wasn’t much of a difference (in my opinion). Both get you stoned off your ass, it’s just that the “pure” will get you to the threshold faster (i.e. to the point where you can’t get any more high).
My problem is that, being a seasoned stoner, I often feel the need to test the limits. This usually results in biting off more than I can chew (or smoking more then I should smoke) – hence I’d find myself hitting that high threshold a lot quicker. Consequently any further consumption would kind of just fade to limbo.
This isn’t to deter you from getting the “pure” Juju Joint, faithful reader… but rather a cautionary tale to take it slow. Spending the day in a burnt out haze can be kind of “meh”, so remember that instant gratification is not what this e-joint is about.
The reason why I wanted to get another Juju Joint is because there was a wedding to go to. Naturally, I wanted to be elevated for said wedding and knew that the device would have to be discreet.
Standing in a city with an expensive suit on, I cupped the Juju Joint and took a rip. In the shadow of the church there was a breeze, some relief from this unseasonably hot mess. I wondered about in Britain, how they have cameras on every street. Even if there was, how could they tell it’s not just an e-cigarette or a vaporizer?
Bells, time to go inside. The stained glass reflects off of my glossy eyes, creating a bleary look I had to sell as nuptial emotions. When the priest spoke, the microphone kept cutting out and I had to suppress the urge to laugh. It all just kind of sounded like “ip”‘s, “ah”‘s and “toh”‘s – you can imagine my racing mind fighting to understand the words.
It was a super short service, for which I was grateful. The reception had food, but the drinks you had to pay for (we got 1 free drink ticket though!). There were a lot of people, and yeah – free alcohol would have been expensive. Then again, booze would have greatly aided the shoddy DJ – who seemed to know his equipment about as well as he knew music – we walked into the reception to him playing “You’re Beautiful” by James Blunt, of course.
Occasionally I’d tell my better half that I have to go “talk to Juju”, for the street was my refuge. Hot traffic passed me by as I strolled with my hand cupped. It was pointless though, for I’d hit the threshold long ago. Money would have to be spent on alcohol to keep the energy alive – and so it was.
All and all, a Juju Joint was the perfect equipment to my covert operation. Self control is an important attribute when indulging with this product, so just bare that in mind. Liberty Reach have created a fantastic product here, and I doubt this will be my last experience with this sleek product.