Maryjane

I dont understand marijuana.
What's the point?

Living in Vancouver, I'm no stranger to "420" or any of that shit. Hell, I was a teenager once.
But you've got people in their 30's with kids waltzing down the street stoned out of their minds.
Well, least I can meet my chocolate selling quota.

The stuff smells terrible, usually leaves people completely useless, and is often just a giant money drain.
I never understood my friend's logic for smoking the shit.
"It relaxes me".
Uh. Ok. What about when you arent doing anything?
What do you possibly have to be *that* stressed about?!
"I have insert disease here and the doctors wanna put me on bad medication!"
Yup. Nothing shady about shit grown with 40 chemicals in some guy's basement.
"It's natural!"
(Read above).
"It helps me socialize with people".
Hey loser. If you cant talk to people in a normal headspace, either find some different friends, or learn to quit being an anti-social retard. I'm sure we all wanna hear about re-runs of Robot Chicken with you giggling like an idiot for an hour. And stay out of my food!
"You just dont like it 'cause you've been brainwashed by the conservatives and your Dad's a cop!"
If anyone knew what a bitchy, loud, opinionated woman I really was, I'm sure my Father's profession would have nothing to do with the fact I find you irritating and boring when you're stoned.

Another little known loveliness: Marijuana can cause schizophrenia in people.
I've seen it happen with three friends.
People just dont know when they've had enough.