Marijuana is very dangerous. I know a guy who died after injecting it for the first time.
Why didn’t the person taking the picture help Terry’s friend?
He was smoking the reefer, too! He sold that film for drug money.
Anti weed ads are so funny after trying it because I’ve had it like 3 times and the “worst” thing I’ve done is annoy people with my nonsensical ramblings about whales and automobiles after taking too much
Mostly it just makes me withdrawn and annoyed because a lot of the time it doesn’t fucking work and just makes things worse on ADHD innattentives.
Thus, in this essay, I will demonstrate that Ronald Reagan deliberately invented and spread ADHD as part of the drug war to create artificial scarcity so the CIA could sell more LSD and cocaine and
I do that normally anyways.
You invent and spread mental differences?? How?? Teach me your ways.
Where the Blood Rage gang at
While it’s easy to believe this came out of the '80s DARE campaign, it’s fake, just in case anyone thought it was real.
Eh, it’s close enough to Reefer Madness that the details don’t matter more than the vibes
Marijuana gave me the munchies so bad once, I cannibalized my family.
Conveniently enough the kevin nealon-looking murderer is already in prison garb
Jokes on you, I put thc extract in the cranberry sauce
sounds good man. some tang on that tang
“How did we lose the war on drugs? We outright lied and everything!”
Propaganda! If you tell people you won enough times, eventually they’ll believe you.
In the meantime, you convert the whole legal and illegal drug industry into a money making market so that your shareholders can make a profit … because in the end, Capitalists did win the war on drugs by profiteering from it.
Ah man, guess I’ll just stick with weed then
Careful, if you take ten weeds it’s equivalent to a whole marijuana
Americans and their independent arbitrary standards
ten weeds to a marijuana sounds pretty base-10 to me, and therefore metric
Oh damn, I thought it was safe, but that story proves it’s not so safe as I thought.
That happened to me, except instead of killing my friend, I ate too much corn bread and watched cartoons.
Cornbread. Ain’t nothing wrong with that.
Killed that cornbread, if you know what I mean! … Eh, eh? … I’ll see myself out.
Yup. If there’s one thing I associate with getting high, it’s not the couch, snacks, or cartoons. It’s the violent bursts of homicidal insanity.
