A crew of our best friends were talking about all the weed they bought at the weed dispensary.
I thought they were blowing smoke.
To be honest, I knew they were telling stories, hoping to make themselves sound love big tough guys. They were actually making themselves look like a couple of idiots. Everyone knew that the weed dispensary in town, only sold legal weed. The legal marijuana was the same thing as saying it was legal medical marijuana. Unless they were stealing the stuff, there was no way they were got weed from that weed dispensary. I had gone there with our mom when he was using the legal marijuana for his nausea from chemo. I was eighteen plus I was even allowed to purchase the CBD oil. The 1 boy told myself and others that I had to be twenty-one to purchase anything at the store. I understood where he was coming from plus I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. She said that if I hadn’t come into the store with someone who was over twenty-one, then he would have to stop myself and others at the door plus tell myself and others to split. I stood behind our friends smirking when they said about getting their grass from the weed dispensary. When we were walking away, I asked where they actually got the grass from. I told them our story, plus they just kind of hung their heads. The 1 told myself and others had never actually tried weed, however it made for a nice story. I slapped him on the back plus told him that he was the stupidest dork I had ever met. The others just rolled their eyeah because they still understand that I knew they were both full of BS.