False Advertising
As the truck was coming down the street, I could feel my heart beating excitedly. I hadn’t felt like this since I was a kid and I could hear the music from the Good Humor truck arriving. Right there on the side of the truck, it told me all I needed to know.
“Weed Man”
Finally, they’re bringing it around in trucks like ice cream. This will make life so much easier. There has been so much talk about the benefits of CBD oil. Not only that but how medical marijuana can cure anything from aches and pain to depression. Imagine what it could do for aggravation. I figured it was time to try it for the first time.
Ok, maybe not the first time. I tried it once but didn’t exhale…because you’re supposed to hold it in your lungs…OK, sorry about that. That was too easy. I can’t be the first to come up with that awful line. I apologize.
Anyway, I approached the Weed Man and said,
“I’ll take an eighth, quarter if you have it.”
He looked at me kind of strange and said,
“This is a lawn service.”
“Then, wouldn’t that make you the Lawn Man?”
I could tell by the funny way he kept staring at me, something was up. He was probably thinking,
“No way, Narc!”