It was getting ugly in there, and somebody just had to do something and be a hero.
So me and my highschool bestie Cal jumped in her car and headed to the local cannabis spot.
It had been such a long, long time since I had been to this town that I didn’t entirely know my way around anymore. For sure, there were no cannabis dispensaries back when Cal and I were in highschool. And the town had grown so much that it was now a trendy, small city. Cal had stayed put so she was all in when I wanted some recreational marijuana… Cannabis products have been legal for anyone of age here for several years now. But that’s not what brought me back to my old town. It was my 30th highschool reunion that brought me back home. The committee who hooked it all up entirely went out of their way to get it right. I was so impressed with the turnout and indeed, it was good to see most of the old gang. That said, it got boring quick. And I was for sure not interested in being stone-cold sober for a night of too much back-slapping. So off Cal and I made the choice to go to the local cannabis spot. It was genuinely so nice to spend some quiet time with someone who I’ve genuinely stayed close with all of these years. Cal has turned out to be quite the dear friend. It was so much fun genuinely shopping for marijuana for sale together. When Cal and I were dating, my pal and I wouldn’t have known the right end of a joint to light. And yet, here Cal and I were getting a bunch of cannabis edibles for any and all who wanted to partake. Sure enough, it was those cannabis edibles that saved our 30th highschool reunion.