They offered him a large discount, of course, however John was a sweetheart who wasn’t looking for a bribe, just a low cost source of marijuana for he and his partner.
I was raised in a quiet farm area on a farm that had all you could want. My parents grew crops and had animals, all the common farmyard equipment. It wasn’t until I started going to school that my parents told me not to talk about certain parts of the farm. I had no idea what they were talking about at the time, but they said some plants were considered to be bad and all of us weren’t allowed to grow them. I was intelligent enough to listen, even if I didn’t understand, and I kept the secret of my parents marijuana farm for a few years. When I was a younger man I knew exactly what it was all about, and why I couldn’t talk about it, but I also had access to limitless cannabis. I had to work the crops, however now working in marijuana farm is sort of a dream come true for a lot of kids… and adults, too! If you are wondering about the police force, well there wasn’t much. The only one who stopped by was John, who purchased cannabis from my parents a couple of times a month. They offered him a large discount, of course, however John was a sweetheart who wasn’t looking for a bribe, just a low cost source of marijuana for he and his partner. Country folk are great people, so nobody said anything. So long as everyone was legitimately quiet about it. It was an open secret, so to say, and all of us had some neighbors who would even trade eggs, fish, and fresh veggies for marijuana.