You truly think you know someone, and then one day you open a box and uncover an aged secret that changes everything.
This actually happened to me this past week, and quite frankly I am still trying to process the experience. I really thought that when my Aunt Vicky moved in with our folks that she would be a respected elderly person, but she proved to be something entirely different. I had only viewed her through the lens of a child, and at this point I was a teenager, and I realized she was pretty cool. There was a day when she left a box with the words Girl Scout Cookies written on the outside, so I actually opened it to steal a few of the cookies. It turns out it wasn’t cookies at all, but half a pound worth of cannabis buds, with the strain known as Girl Scout Cookies. This was very shocking to me, to suppose that our sweet aged auntie was smoking that ganja. She wasn’t just smoking it a little, either, this supply of cannabis was more than I had ever witnessed at any given moment… My buddies and I all smoked marijuana when the people I was with and I got a chance, but the people I was with and I barely ever had enough to get a decent joint out of it. Not only was Aunt Vicky a big time pot smoker, but bought her marijuana in sizable amounts! Later that night I approached her, somewhat shyly, and inquired if she might be willing to sell myself and others some of her Girl Scout Cookies cannabis. She laughed and said she wasn’t a marijuana dealer, but the people I was with and I could smoke out together if I had the desire to.