Pandemic life had made our lives more stressful at home. Both of us were basically relegated to on call drones that only logged into the office computer when asked. The days seemed to just drag on and all sorts of decorum went away. We didn't dress as well as we should have. Occasionally we cracked open a giant bottle of wine that would disappear by close of business. It was goofy fun to at least past the time.

Then we learned about the dispensary.

Once we learned how easy it was to get out and score a little weed was the day we gave up on trying to be any sense of normal. Sure, during the day, we'd appear normal on the outside and be responsible adults doing their work and following the rules. But, at night, we'd bring out our true selves. We'd show our card to the new club the two of us had formed.

We had joined the Secret Stoners Club.

Think of it as a speakeasy except it's our apartment and no one really cares as long as you kept the giggling down. Here was where all rules we're thrown out. You always seemed to enjoy sitting on the large wooden coffee table in little more than panties and a tank top. I would take these nights to talk about my views of the world and how Futurama was better than The Simpsons. A box of pizza or some Chinese takeout was always near. The nights were perfect. Eventually the flirting would pick up and we’d be giggling up a storm while cuddling during a movie or throwing down on Mario Kart. You always had a knack for getting horny after edibles.

Now, pandemic life has mostly been tossed aside and the world back to normal. Yet we're still just relaxing after a few hits of the vape. Sure, we might have stayed up late tonight but the Xbox is gearing for some gaming and we have no plans for the weekend.

Are you up for another night in the Secret Stoners Club? Come take an edible and get comfy