My daughter took me to the recreational marijuana store.

He told me I was a flirt

My daughter asked if I would go to town with here. I was glad to get out of the house, and I immediately agreed. She didn’t tell me she was going to the recreational marijuana store, or I may have changed my mind about going with her. I was glad she didn’t tell me, because I really enjoyed myself. There were so many marijuana products, and not all of them were marijuana. I saw the prettiest pipe that I would have proudly displayed on my china hutch. There was a roach clip that was bejeweled and looked like a green-eyed ant. I started looking at the candy counter, and couldn’t understand why they were so expensive. They wanted almost $40 for a small bag of gummy bears. I asked the man why they were so expensive, and he laughed. He must have thought I was kidding. He told me they were high in THC. He then showed me some samples they had at the marijuana store. He told me that if I bought the pipe I was looking at, he would give me three sample packets of anything I wanted to try. I bought the pipe and walked away with a chocolate bar, mints, and a small pack of gummies. My daughter asked how much it cost me, and I told her the man gave them to me as samples. He told me I was a flirt. As we were walking out the door, he signaled for me to come back. He handed me a soda and told me it was a gift from the owner of the marijuana store and winked at me.



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