Skunk No 2 by The Seed Bank

What This Fossil Actually Is

Picture 1970s breeders in bell-bottoms trying to build the perfect couch-lock Frankenstein. They back-crossed so hard the strain’s family tree looks like a circle, landing at roughly 75 % indica dominance. The result? A compact, trichome-drenched nug that grows like it’s late for dinner and smells like it’s late on rent.

Effects: Gravity, Now in Plant Form

15-22 % THC won’t send you to the moon, but it will staple you to the couch with a grin that says “cancel my obligations.” Expect the classic indica trilogy: heavy limbs, lighter thoughts, and a sudden craving for anything that crunches. Great for binge-watching documentaries you’ll forget tomorrow.

Flavor & Aroma: Eau de Roadkill Chic

On the nose: pure skunk spray chased by earthy musk and a whisper of sweet pine that somehow makes it classy. On the tongue: it’s like licking a citrus peel that rolled through a forest floor and lived to tell the tale. Myrcene and caryophyllene dominate, so if your roommate complains, remind them it’s “bouquet, not body odor.”

Growing: Set It and Forget It

Indoor flowering in 42 days? That’s not a typo—that’s 1970s efficiency. Plants stay short, fat, and frosty, yielding dense colas that look dipped in sugar. Novice growers love it because it forgives everything except over-watering, and even then it just gives you the silent treatment instead of dying dramatically.

Medical: Therapeutic Blanket Fort

Patients report relief from insomnia, chronic pain, and that vague anxiety you get when your phone battery hits 2 %. The sedative combo is strong enough to hush racing thoughts but mellow enough you’ll still remember where you put the remote—eventually.

Who Should Smoke This

Perfect for legacy stoners waxing nostalgic, newbies who want training wheels with a turbo button, and anyone whose evening plans include “horizontal life-pause.” If your idea of cardio is reaching for snacks, welcome home.