My next door neighbor is a feisty old geezer named Max.
She smokes more pot than anyone I have ever known, which is saying something because I have spent time getting stoned with some heavy hitters! I never see Max separate from a joint in her hand, or dangling from the corner of her mouth.
Max spends much of her time on the back porch, enjoying the clouds in the sky as well as the golden daylight on the distant foothills. Max as well as I got to be friends because of medical cannabis. Max has ample quantities of it, as well as loves smoking joints most of all, but her arthritis gets in the way. Occasionally I will hang with Max for a couple of hours with a huge plate full of medical cannabis as well as roll joints for her the entire time. It’s not exactly selfless on my part, because Max is really generous with her medical cannabis, as well as hooks myself and others up for my efforts. Max has a lot of disposable income, as well as an open account at the cannabis dispensary. This means the cannabis dispensary has her delivery as well as payment information saved, so all Max has to do is make a cellphone call, as well as they handle the rest. I hope my retirement years are this convenient! Max has put myself and others as a designated recipient on her cannabis dispensary account, which is a very fancy way of saying I can place orders, as well, and don’t worry, I would never take luck of Max, she just wants myself and others to be able to call in her medical cannabis orders for her, when she is feeling sick.