Why I Hate Marijuana

It’s not very fun for me

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A long time ago, I lived with a weed dealer. He wasn’t great at being a drug dealer. He would frequently bake weed cookies or brownies and then give them to his roommates for free. Living with someone so generous, I got high almost every day the whole year I lived with him. Before you judge me, how could you say no to free drugs? And getting so high so often, I learned a valuable…