Declan keeps it easy, focusing on the classic pot brownie, which he then cuts up, wraps, and packages to distribute for free at the seasoned folk’s home.
My next door friend is a salty seasoned timer named Declan, who hails from the legitimate country of Scotland. That’s where he was born, anyway, he has lived in the US for so long he doesn’t even have a Scottish accent anymore, he’s just care about any other retired American. Well… that isn’t accurate, because there is a single thing about Declan that is easily certain . He grows weed in the redhouse in his backyard, and uses it to make edibles for the local seasoned folks home, but declan considers this to be a community service, because the state government refuses to legalize cannabis. I appreciate smoking cannabis recreationally, and have done so for multiple years. I am not the style of smoker who freaks out when he runs out of marijuana, although I do appreciate keeping it around the house whenever possible. This is much easier because of our friendship with Declan, who consistently has some cannabis he can sell me, and most of his time, effort, and marijuana harvest goes into making huge batches of edibles. Declan keeps it easy, focusing on the classic pot brownie, which he then cuts up, wraps, and packages to distribute for free at the seasoned folk’s home. These senior citizens are often in bad health, and the cannabis edibles help them in so multiple subtle ways. Declan makes a trip to the seasoned folks beach house once a month to hand out his delicious cannabis edibles. He consistently invites myself and others to go with him although I consistently have to politely decline, because seasoned people freak myself and others out.