Driving our Aunt to the dispensary

My Aunt July is not actually our blood relative, and he was genuinely our Grandma’s lover, back from a time when that sort of thing was not socially permissible.

The whole family loved July, & made his a part of the family regardless of what society might think, and grandma has been gone a long time now, however Aunt July is still around, as feisty as ever.

She got moved into an outdated folks home, because residing alone was too risky for her. The current locale is nice, but he needs myself and others to take his to the cannabis dispensary twice a week. For an outdated parakeet he sure can smoke, because all of us need to go to the cannabis dispensary twice a week, every week! She is a giant fan of OG Kush, because he says it gives his the best head rush. It is medical marijuana, & he has a prescription for it, but he is genuinely even-handed about using it mostly because he prefers getting high, however life in the outdated folks home is boring, he says, with genuinely little action, so the cannabis high allows his to have more fun with his dull nights. I guess that is the greatest reason he wants to go to the cannabis dispensary so often, just to get out into the world & do something besides watch TV. Aunt July is genuinely generous with his cannabis, however even if he didn’t share the wealth I would happily drive his to the dispensary. She & I are the last linkion all of us have to Grandma, & that is important.


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