If you buy an edible from a dispensary run by a white woman who looks like jerky in a sun dress, you’re not gonna die, but you’re gonna feel like you are.
Duly noted. Too bad it’s still not recreational in my state so I have to rely on my buddy with a card. Also a state that excludes a ton of the qualifying conditions that other states have. At least it’s medical
When I got my medicinal license in 2004~ the doctor that interviewed me and my three roommates had a cannabis leaf with a psychedelic background on his desk. I told him I had back pains from working a manual labour job
“Oh I see… and sometimes you have trouble sleeping because your back hurts? Yes?”
“… yeah, absolutely.”
“Ok, you’ve also got insomnia.”
