Da Family Drug Dealer!!!

I could say I am innocent, but I am far from that because I have been raised around weed and have also been smoking weed since I was 12 years old. Yes I said 12, so my wild life began at that age and I learned of all the alcohol that was out there and even experienced things I wish I never had to go through or would wish on anyone, but then I was directed by my social worker at the hospital directed me to a doctor that was giving people marijuana cards for medicinal purposes and I was all for it, so the doctor that was doing this was named Dr. Laughter! No joke, for realz that was his name, but my husband and I went to him and he tested us and stated that we were both suffering with bipolar disorder. Once we got the cards for the next year we would then visit the dispensary like every week.

Eventually I would start collecting various types of weed here and there, different strains, names and potency, but if I wasn’t smoking it I was saving it for later when I needed a new flavor. I actually had an ammo box that was full of all these weed products, from flower, to wax, crumble, and my own homemade residue, as I refer to it. Which is pretty much the combination of weed that have been smoked with a glass dabber or a banger can sometimes create what looks like dark honey, but I refer to it as residue because it is a vortex of various flavors and will get you really fucked up. I know I am a crazy pothead because my niece saw my ammo box and told me straight up that I am crazy, lol. Either way from time to time I used to provide weed for my aunt and her husband. Also known as Nancy, but her husband has got a great place he gets weed from.

Now my step brother Bob, well he knew that I knew my shit and that I was always holding so I did provide my brother with weed whenever I visited him, but not sure anyone knows that, but whenever the weekend would come around the guys would show up and they would then pass me the bag of weed automatically, because from their perspective I was like the weed guru, like Tommy Chong, well besides the fact that my dad looks like Tommy Chong’s twin, but I still smoke weed until this day and I promote that freedom, because it is the thing that just helps you accept the inevitable and makes us all hungry for the yummy treats in life. Mota is my word mas mota por favor!!!!