I used to have to buy all my weed from Crazy Joe who lives on a farm outside of town.
For years that was the only option, unless I wanted to grow my own plants at home.
Believe me, I tried doing that more than once! I just have no talent for botany, and every attempt I made towards growing marijuana ended up a complete failure. This is why I kept driving out to Crazy Joe’s farm to get cannabis from him – because he was the only game in town. I was so thankful when a cannabis dispensary opened a few miles from here, because it meant I never had to see Joe again! I learned a few interesting things from my first trip into the cannabis dispensary. The biggest thing I realized was that the marijuana Crazy Joe had been selling me was of a very poor quality. Think about it like this – if you’ve never had a real hamburger before, then the McDonald’s burger is pretty good, right? That’s how it was for me and cannabis! I had never smoked top-quality cannabis before, so I thought that this gnarly, ragweed from Crazy Joe was top notch! After a few puffs of Purple Haze in the parking lot I saw the truth. Not only did Crazy Joe carry a gun with him at all times, he was also peddling sub-par cannabis to people who didn’t know any better! Now that there is a proper cannabis dispensary in town, I think that Crazy Joe is going to lose all of his customers.