I’m a Canadian Drug Dealer Now, Eh

I’ve got a new store and I sell nothing but Lulu Lemon fagWEAR, maple syrup, and of course cannabis. I sell it for medicinal purposes, so that people could get stoned and laugh at things that aren’t really funny.

It’s healthy to smoke pot — because it kills your braincells and ensures you’re not smart enough to worry about life. As you know, stress is the #1 killer, responsible for all sorts of ailments. Do yourselves a favor, go to your local dispensary and acquire some drugs. You can eat them in food, inject them, or simply smoke them. The young whipper snappers like to vape these days, get stoned, and then eat a lot of Mexican food or sloppy Joes. Back when I was a teen, we’d roll blunts and then eat Chinese food, watch some movies, and morph into philosophers and men of letters.

Now that I am old and an odious monster of a man, I do not have an interest in getting high. It’s not becoming of a man of 42, ugly, and bald. Instead, I am the proud owner of shares of CRON and will now profit from the demise of Canadian braincells on an industrial scale.

The trade is simple: sell after this move has exhausted itself, not a second sooner. Stop is at $9. Other stocks in sector moving include TLRY and CGC.

I don’t give a fuck and have no problem riding this into parabolic territory, which would be above $14.