ABOUT.US
May 29, 2015. I sat in my car, bag in hand. And when I opened the brown paper bag, there was a bag of popcorn. No joke. It was my first time meeting up with this guy. I was done with losing my money to dealers who: I didn’t trust. Stole my money. Constantly lied. I hated dealing with sketchy people. At the time, I didn’t even smoke. It was for my father. My father had used cannabis his entire life for his depression. I remember, when I was younger, he’d go on the back porch every night to smoke. If I came home empty-handed, I knew he would struggle with his next week of work. I knew that there were people out there who genuinely needed help with pain, stress, anxiety, and even cancer. So why couldn’t there be a better service?
What We Provide


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Bubblegum Runtz (IH)


Animal Cookies (IH)

Puddles OG (I)
