I would kill for marijuana

My cousin Charlie has always been just a little bit different. I wouldn’t say that he’s the black sheep of the family, exactly, but he’s just a little weird. He marches to the beat of his own drum, in other words. For instance, when we were all getting bikes, Charlie wanted to get a pedal car. When we got old enough to drive cars, Charlie didn’t want a hot rod or a slick new coupe, he wanted an old fashioned VW Bug. He really has just done things his own way, which is a good thing, I guess. These days, Charlie has decided that he wants to move out West because he wants to start a legalized marijuana smoke shop. Now, I’ll be honest. Charlie has never shied away from smoking pot or making a batch of his special brownies or space cakes. Charlie likes his marijuana and he doesn’t really care who knows it. It’s been a source of contention in our rather conservative minded family, but Charlie takes out his marijuana joints and smokes them anyway. I think that moving out West to start his own legalized marijuana smoke shop is probably a great career move for Charlie because he’s pretty passionate when it comes to his favorite herb, Mary Jane. In fact, Mary Jane might as well be considered his girlfriend, too, since Charlie has never managed to keep a girl interested in him for more than a week at a time. He says that he’s too busy for women because of all of his career plans. I hope it works out for him.  

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