Teenagers today hitting medical-grade THC penjamins makes me irrationally angry.

Like—do you know how lucky you are, you little goblins?

We had to be engineers just to get high. Apple pipes. Soda can bowls. That one friend who insisted a toilet paper roll with dryer sheets “kills the smell.” We were basically doing arts and crafts just to survive the session.

And the smell? We were on stealth mode 24/7—febreze, incense, full shower routine, chewing 5 sticks of gum, praying our mom didn’t notice we were moving like NPCs.

Now these kids just hit a blinker and go back to watching Skibidi Toilet with their friends like it’s nothing 😂

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They do not know how lucky they are, in fact I’m not sure they even know when they are. Potency went up too.

Nothing worse than an apple snap and then you’re not even enjoying it.