On the day that Mike Tyson bit Evander Holyfield's ear I arrived in Negril. Bought some Pineapple Skunk from Willy the night watchman. Willy was about 75 years old. I was gonna wait until the morning to pick up but everybody working at the resort said Willy had the good shit.
I rolled a pinner joint and sat on my deck on the cliffs. I took two hits, jumped up freaking out, stepped on the candle next to my chair and threw the joint into the water. I ran around our bungalow and told my very concerned wife, "They shouldn't give this stuff to kids!"
Took me two days of solid smoking the Pineapple Skunk before I had the courage to leave the resort and walk down the street. Every time I saw Willy he just laughed at me. He knew he had the good shit.