Speaking to boomers about Cannabis like:
==Just dislocated my knee cap. Staying with Grama ‘cuz she insisted I come “get rest”. All we got is Tylenol and my weed==
Grama: “You’re smoking too much of that crap.”
Me: *slow blink...shrug* “meh”
Knowing mentally that it’s all mostly head space product that is helping me deal with her BS rn.
Me: *smile* “It helps with the pain.”











