Comedy, Where Demons Tread

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“One reason I do not like marijuana is the fact that people smoke it openly.

So while I was out with my youngest at a Mother’s Day garden show, we ended up walking through a cloud of invisible smoke.

Soon after, my eyes swelled red and I could feel the effects spreading into my head, which got my mind dissociating.

After leaving there, we went elsewhere, and as I drove back from that there, my kid reminded me to remember to take us to pick up my car.

‘That’s headin’ where I am right now’ was my answer.

I was channeling an archaic form of the English language.”

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