on Edibles
August 2016.
Detroit, MI.
As we pre-game in the amphitheater parking lot before a Hall & Oates concert, we notice someone a couple cars over struggling to fire up his lighter. We huddle around him to block the wind and he in turn shares his freshly-lit joint with us. He is there with his wife. She is designated driver while he gets absolutely shit-housed. He insists on shotgunning beers with us. She cheers us on. He has edibles. She asks us to help him finish them. We oblige. The husband and wife head into the venue, hand in hand. My god, this is true love if I’ve ever seen it.
After the show, we stumble to our cars. As we are pulling out, I see the same couple we drank with only a couple hours ago. The wife is buckling her husband into the passenger seat. It appears that the edibles have turned on him, but she doesn’t skip a beat. She cranks his window down, shuts the door, walks around and hops in. She waves goodbye to us.
“Get home safe, boys.”
What a nice lady.
It always sucks when you overdo it on the edibles. If you’re lucky, you’ll have someone there to take care of you.
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@madflavors_world takes care of @leesyatt after an edible OD. Taken from Episode 207 of The Church of What’s Happening Now feat. @seguratom.