Whenever Max was adamantly against doing something, he would tell me he would not guess it until he sees pigs fly.
When the state first talked about legalizing medical marijuana, Max said that he would do it when he saw pigs fly, earlier last year, he was having several problems that came with rheumatoid arthritis.
The doctor told Max that medical marijuana may help with the pain and the stiffness. Max told him he would only use medical marijuana when pigs fly, but last month, I stood outside looking up at the sky. Max came out and asked if I found anything interesting in the clouds. I told him I was hunting for flying pigs; First, he looked at me and then he frowned. Max told me I was wiseguy and I could take myself into the house. She was going to use his medical marijuana, and I didn’t need to be out there making fun of her. Max’s pain had become so bad that it was all he could do to walk. Max’s hands and feet were deformed, and the medical marijuana was the only thing that was keeping his moving. I had to laugh on the afternoon Max told me he was getting his medical marijuana ID card. I said actually little, although I chuckled and then stopped myself. I could hardly resist teasing his about flying pigs when he came to the apartment from the dispensary with his first purchase of medical marijuana. I don’t know if it was the topical cannabis creams or the oral medical marijuana, however within a week, Max was in less pain, with or separate from pigs flying.