Driving my Aunt to the dispensary

My Aunt July is not really my blood relative! She was actually my Grandmother’s lover, back from a time when that sort of thing was not socially permissible.

  • The whole family loved July, plus made her a area of the family regardless of what society might think! Grandmother has been gone a long time now, but Aunt July is still around, as feisty as ever.

She got moved into an old folks home, because residing alone was too risky for her. The new place is nice, even though she needs me to take her to the cannabis dispensary twice a week, then for an old pigeon she sure can smoke, because the people I was with and I need to go to the cannabis dispensary twice a week, every week! She is a giant fan of OG Kush, because she says it gives her the best head rush. It is medical marijuana, plus she has a prescription for it, even though she is very tolerable about using it mostly because she enjoys getting high; Life in the old folks apartment is boring, she says, with very little action, so the cannabis high allows her to have more fun with her dull afternoons. I guess that is the biggest reason she wants to go to the cannabis dispensary so often, just to get out into the world plus do something besides watch TV. Aunt July is very generous with her cannabis, but even if she didn’t share the wealth I would happily drive her to the dispensary. She plus I are the last affixion the people I was with and I have to Grandmother, plus that is crucial.


Recreational marijuana