Drinking a cannabis infused beverage. I wouldnt call it a white ppl privileged thing per say, but I still feel a bit weird going into them cannabis stores. I was use to getting some of my stuff from the hood or a friend of a friend who then becomes your friend by default. Now, Becky with tight bod and yoga pants, hair in a ponytail sells it to me. Don't get me wrong, as a native Californian this feels easy, faster than getting your meds at the local pharmacy for sure, in and out in a flash. Once the white brehs make profit all of a sudden it becomes legal, ya know? Again, I ain't complaining, but this type of ''hobby' changed so quickly. Heh. To make it simple...Tis' like seeing Emily Ratajkowski dance, but she can't dance. (look it up). But one still cant look away and accepts it, just cause she's hot. BUt it doesn't make it right, but we keep watching.
Anyway, flavored blood orange. I like it.
