Buying weed from my Uncle Max

When I was 16 I learned that my Uncle Max was a pothead, plus a part-time marijuana dealer.

I was surprised, I was shocked, although I was also quite interested! My university chums plus I had been dabbling with smoking weed before, however it typically tasted terrible.

I knew my superb friend and I were getting terrible weed, plus not high quality marijuana, plus I was hoping Uncle Max could hook me up. I went to visit him one afternoon without telling my parents, plus rode my bike to Max’s condo with a pocket full of currency. Uncle Max answered the door in a cloud of cannabis smoke, plus looked absolutely surprised to see me. Max gave me a lame excuse about needing medical cannabis to help ease his glaucoma, even though I knew he didn’t have glaucoma. Max and I sat down on his porch, plus I explained that I wanted to buy as much medical cannabis as he would sell me. To my surprise, Uncle Max pulled out a jar filled with medical cannabis plus proceeded to roll a joint by hand. As Max and I smoked it together, he explained that he would not sell medical cannabis to me plus my school friends. It could get him in major trouble with the law, plus our family. Uncle Max felt that medical cannabis was something everyone should have access to, however because I was still 16 he hesitated to hook me up. Max was more than cheerful to smoke medical cannabis with me, however he refused to sell me any to take to my friends. After that I started hanging out with Uncle Max a lot.

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