A*P*H* - It’s like a sandwich of weed, but instead of bread it’s your

It’s like a sandwich of weed, but instead of bread it’s your brain and your lungs.

My friend said, 'I ate a half pound of marijuana and it felt like my brain was on fire.'

My brother texted me, 'I ate a half pound of marijuana and now I'm talking to my dog like it's my boss.'

My cousin said, 'I ate a half pound of marijuana and thought my sister was a unicorn.'