Yo, props to all you parents out there. After a single long day of playing with a kid, as soon as it's night time I'm out on the porch for a puff, a beer, and a cheese crackers schnack (or three).
Only real ones can name the strains based on abbreviated stickers. (Tangerine OG, Flo, Jack Herer, Sweet Black Angel, Blueberry Headband, Seattle Cough, for the record!)
Marijuana is legal in California, but only if you live there and have a medical card. But after a quick browsing of Craigslist, I found someone willing to meet up with me and picked up some tasty nuggz.
...stole this stuffed squirrel that was tied to a homeless man's abandoned shopping cart on my block that we'd passed earlier in the day and laughed at. Weed and a Squirrel down the street!
