I didn’t think I’d find this relatable but “too fancy weed store” hit so hard
I went into one in Portland OR once and the whole inside was dazzled up like a super ornate Hindu shrine. The budtender started in on this spiel about finding my spiritually matched strain and shi. Probably ended up overpaying for some decent flower but it was overwhelming af lmao.
















real. i don’t visit portland much but you fuckin bet i ain’t been back there