Speaking of stinking, today's weed does stink. It smells waaaay stronger than the weed back in the day. What gives?
"Rivers and the inhabitants of the watery elements are for wise men to contemplate and for fools to pass by without consideration" -Izaak Walton
It’s ironic to me that many of the states that championed Big Tobacco getting pile drived and crushed people over second hand smoke have been the first to legalize “medical” marijuana or just legalize it completely. Actually it’s not ironic but hypocritical as the day is long. Smoke my weed but not your tobacco...
\"We say grace and we say maam, if you ain\'t into that, we don\'t give a damn.\" HW Jr.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. -Tecumseh-
It's like firecrackers for sale in South Carolina. You can buy them in the city limits of NMB and MB but it's illegal to set them off there.
Most of the states that have legalized still have laws about public consumption, just like alcohol. You can buy a beer at the convenience store, but if you crack it open and drink it while walking down the street, you're breaking the law.
Medicine today , something else to abuse tomorrow.
We gave you Corn,you gave us clap,bad trade.
Abusing weed means never puking on your shoes, having a black out, or feeling agitated over minutiae. Hurt me, cannabis. Hurt me reeeeeal bad.
Cancer patients be damned.
Be interesting to see the approved list of growers if this passes! Know a former House member who is now in the hemp growing business.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. -Tecumseh-
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home. -Tecumseh-
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