One of the worse things about being a pot smoker is that when you happen to buy some weed that doesn't even get you stoned one bit, there's nothing you can do about it. There aren't any refunds, exchanges or returns. You're just shit out of luck!
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A few years ago, there was a gigantic bust here in town. The police displayed their find, including a table full of crack packaged for individual sale.
What struck me about the little bundles of crack was that they were clearly not all the same size.
I asked the officer if people ran off to weigh their crack rocks after buying them. He looked at me like I was nuts. I suppose I missed the point. But really -- there is NO consumer protection at all.
Does this entry have anything to do with this? (As discovered in the CBC Oddities)
I could have written this.
Working my way through a shitty bag o' ditch weed right now.
Wanna swap?
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