- 5mg THC
- Watermelon, Candy
- Serving Size
- 2 heaping spoonfuls
- Sugar, lactose (milk), glucose, carbon dioxide, theobromine oil, cannabis, artificial flavor (water, glycerin, propylene glycol, ethyl alcohol), artificial color (FD&C Red #3, FD&C Red #40)
- Nutrition Facts
Sodium 0.5mg Sugar 2.4g Carbohydrates 2.9g Total Fat 0.34g
Junk's Dynamites! Juicy Watermelon are, in essence, cannabis-infused Pop Rocks. These fizzy fruity candies are a straight train to elementary schoolyards and nostalgic Summer vibes, but the taste isn't entirely identical so your tastebuds could be jarred. The soothing body buzz makes this edible a good snack for going out, especially in combination with a cocktail.
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The effect profile of Junk Dynamites! Juicy Watermelon is based on 4 user reviews.
It's basically everything a kid in a grown up's body could ask for.
One thing I hate about aging is how protective I have to be about my body. I spent a large part of my youth (and let's be real, adulthood, too) pouring candy down my throat like it was gasoline and I was a Hummer driven by a suburban mom. All that sugar adds up and diabetes runs in my family because, honestly, we’re pretty average Americans. Also, I like my teeth and want to keep them, so for most of my 30s I’ve strictly limited my run-ins with corner store bodega candy. When I do find a special occasion to indulge in a shared bag of Lik-M-Aid or a handful of Cherry Bombs, I’m far more likely to enjoy said treats when they are dosed with cannabis. I may not huff daily
“This medicated reinterpretation is spot-friggin-on.”
It was the candy-obsessed youth inside me that delighted at the opportunity to appraise Junk’s Juicy Watermelon Dynamites. And just as my expert candy mouth predicted, Junk’s Juicy Watermelon Dynamites don’t taste much like watermelon or dynamite, but neither did their predecessor, Pop Rocks. Everyone knows candy of this nature is either blue, pink, or purple-flavored. This particular handful of pastel sugar gravel was pink-flavored. The aroma was nothing but nostalgia without a trace of skunky cannabis
So, y’all remember Pop Rocks right? You pour them on your tongue, they fizz and pop like crazy, your friends put their ears up to your mouth to hear the cacophony of frothing sugar—it’s all great fun. Junk’s Dynamites live up to the expectation. I poured a scoopful (using the provided spoon) on my tongue, salivated, and activated the popping crystals. Just like I remembered, this was more candy-as-performance than candy for candy’s sake. But I am extra, so I loved every second of it. I made everyone near me come close and listen to my open mouth pop and sputter as tiny candy crystals exploded on my tongue.
Amidst all the fun, I’d forgotten how disturbing this candy’s residue was. Once the majority of the crystals died down, I felt a good five minutes of lingering clicks and pops in the valleys of my mouth, abruptly exploding mid-sentence a few times. It’s all part of the experience, I suppose. Once the rest of the candy had dissolved, I had about 45 minutes to burn before I would begin to feel the first effects. I thought I’d kill the time with a phone call to a friend. At the 45-minute mark, our conversation turned to the newest IPCC report on climate change (holy shit it’s so bad you guys), which took our light, joyful chat to a dark and macabre place. It was in these moments that I began to feel the effects of the popping candies.
“A true stoner adventure complete with a springy body high and a mind-opening head high.”
I could have easily succumbed to the worst of this gloomy reality—I should note my girl works for the government, specifically in the science of reversing climate change at the county and state level—but the candy landed me in a kind of buzzy, meditative chill. We hung up and I went for a ambitious walk. Instead of imaging the world going up in flames, I spent the rest of the day thinking about how much algae and mycelium love to munch on carbon waste. I thought about cloud seeding in Abu Dhabi and Dubai and how that costs a fraction of what we as a nation spend on defense. I thought about extraterrestrial life and how we’re most likely just a cosmic experiment. I also threw in a thought about how the singularity lines up well with our point-of-no-return date. For the better part of the rest of the day I felt bouncy and hopeful, which, if you've read the IPCC report, you may understand how remarkable a reaction that was. I thank Junk’s Dynamites for this bit of science fiction escapism, a true stoner adventure complete with a springy body high and a mind-opening head high.
When we were kids, candy served the specific purpose of making us happy. As an adult, it’s a little harder to escape into a box of brightly colored sugar, what with all of our grown-ass responsibilities and impending extinction. Junk’s Watermelon Dynamites took me right back to a safe childhood space where superheroes are real, the future is not carved in stone, and anything is possible. Yep, this candy was able to do all that while containing a modest 2.5mg of