There was a part of downtown Vancouver on West 4th Avenue where all the hippies hung out and I remember my Dad saying "Don't you dare go down there where all of them hoodlums are. They do drugs, you know"
Me and my friends went anyway, of course. When I was 19 I experimented with grass and hash, but that only lasted about 6 months. Waste of money, all it ever did was make me laugh, then I'd get hungry, then I'd fall asleep. What's the point.

Can a refresh your drinks guys?