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
Sour OG seeds—man, where do I even start? These little green grenades are like the lovechild of two legends: Sour Diesel and OG Kush. You can smell the lineage before the plant even breaks soil. Funky, gassy, a little citrus bite that hits the back of your throat like a warning. And then it blooms. Sticky, dense buds with that unmistakable diesel stank. Not for the faint of nose.
Growing them? Not exactly a walk in the park, but not a nightmare either. Somewhere in the middle—like, you’ll curse at them during week five, then whisper sweet nothings when the trichomes start frosting over. They’re photoperiod, so you’ll need to flip the lights, and they stretch like they’ve got something to prove. Keep your tent tall or be ready to bend those lanky bastards.
Yield? Decent. Not couch-breaking, but respectable. What you lose in volume, you gain in punch. This isn’t some mellow Sunday morning strain. It’s got teeth. First hit—bam—right between the eyes. Cerebral, buzzy, borderline psychedelic if you overdo it. Then it drags you down into that classic Kush body melt. You’ll be thinking about the universe and your grocery list at the same time, then forget both and fall asleep with a half-eaten granola bar in your hand.
People say it’s “balanced.” I say it’s unpredictable. Some days it lifts you up, others it pins you to the floor. Depends on your mood, your gut, the moon maybe. Who knows. That’s part of the charm. It’s not sterile or consistent—it’s alive. Wild. A little rude.
And the seeds themselves? Hardy little things. Germinate fast, pop with attitude. You can almost hear them saying, “Let’s go, man.” They don’t like being babied, though. Overwater them and they’ll sulk. Give them space, let them stretch their legs, and they’ll reward you with buds that reek like a mechanic’s garage and smoke like a dream.
I’ve grown a lot of strains. Some are polite. Some are boring. Sour OG? It’s got swagger. It’s got soul. It’s the kind of plant that makes you want to roll a joint just to smell the paper burn. If you’re looking for something clean and clinical—look elsewhere. This one’s got dirt under its nails and a smirk on its face.
Honestly, I’d grow it again just for the smell in week seven. That’s when it hits peak funk. Like someone spilled lemon cleaner on a gas station floor. Sounds gross. Smells like heaven. You’ll know what I mean when you get there.