Weed Cafe Sign

The Weed Cafe sign: a glimpse into the unknown? As I drove into town in my certified pre-owned Honda Element, the first thing that caught my eye was it—the sign. If I were braver, I would have approached it or taken a photo. But as someone more average, I felt the sign radiate the intensity of a thousand dying suns, and I was trembling in my Chuck Taylors a hundred meters away. At 50 meters, my hair turned white. At 25 meters, all the water in my car somehow transformed into wine. At 10 meters, my dog started speaking Latin, and I could actually understand him. At 5 meters? I can’t recall, as I found myself waking up on the pavement outside the grocery store in Ruidoso. Was it all a dream, or did some divine force take over my body during a mission? All I can say is this: the sign is not to be feared. I’m giving it 4 stars because I woke up with an empty wallet and my Yardbirds cassette tape stuck in the player.

I was randomly browsing Google Maps while feeling pretty high, and I came across a place labeled WEED. I thought, "Okay, this looks interesting!" So I decided to check it out. When I zoomed in, I saw they had a Weed Cafe, and I knew I had to go there. Now I've set a fun goal for myself: to take some soil from there and bring it back to my friends, telling them I brought back some weed!

Update: Attention everyone! Obadiah from the post office is pushing for a new sign featuring an inappropriate image of a woman, and we absolutely cannot let that happen. Please send your concerns to Tony!

I got borderline diabetic up in here. Some gas