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
Big Bud. The name alone hits like a blunt to the temple—no subtlety, no pretense. Just straight-up promise. This strain’s been around for decades, and yeah, it’s got that old-school, couch-lock, “where’d my motivation go?” vibe. But that’s not all it’s about. Not even close.
First time I saw a Big Bud plant in full bloom, I laughed. Out loud. It looked like someone had duct-taped a bunch of green footballs to a stick. Ridiculous. The colas were so fat they sagged under their own weight, like they were just tired of being so damn productive. You’ll need to stake them up or risk watching your prize-winning harvest faceplant into the dirt. Sad, but also kind of hilarious.
And the smell? Earthy, a little sweet, kind of like wet pinecones and cheap candy. Not fancy, not exotic—just… thick. It hangs in the air like a lazy fog. You walk past it and suddenly your shirt smells like you’ve been hotboxing in a forest made of molasses and skunk. Not for the discreet.
Growing Big Bud is weirdly satisfying. It’s not the most finicky plant. Doesn’t throw tantrums if you miss a feeding or let the humidity spike. It’s forgiving, like a stoner uncle who’s seen some shit and just wants to chill. Indoors, it thrives. Outdoors, it can get a little moody—depends on your climate. But the yields? Jesus. You’ll be trimming for days. Weeks if you’re lazy or high (which, let’s be honest, you probably are).
Now, the high. It’s heavy. Not in a “my soul is leaving my body” way, but more like gravity just got personal. You sit down and forget why you stood up. Thoughts slow down, but they don’t stop. You just stop caring about finishing them. It’s great for sleep, terrible for productivity. Don’t smoke this and try to write a novel. Or do—just expect a lot of ellipses and half-finished sentences. Like this one…
Some folks knock Big Bud for being too commercial. Too focused on yield, not enough on flavor complexity or terpene nuance or whatever the latest buzzword is. Fair. It’s not a boutique strain. It’s not trying to be. It’s a workhorse. A tank. A green, sticky, lumbering beast that just keeps giving and giving until you’re buried in jars and wondering what the hell you’re going to do with all this weed.
Honestly? I respect that. Not everything has to be rare or exotic or Instagrammable. Sometimes you just want a plant that grows big, smokes hard, and doesn’t make you feel like you need a PhD in botany to keep it alive. Big Bud delivers. Loudly. Obnoxiously. Beautifully.
Would I grow it again? Yeah. Probably. Maybe not every cycle, but when I want to fill the stash fast and deep—Big Bud’s the call. It’s like the Costco of cannabis seeds. Bulk, reliable, a little soulless maybe, but damn useful when you’re running low and don’t feel like gambling on some finicky diva strain that throws nanners if you look at it wrong.
Big Bud doesn’t care about your artisanal grow philosophy. It just wants to grow, get fat, and knock you on your ass. And honestly? That’s kind of refreshing.