In the undoubtedly definition of “killing two birds with one stone” a carry-out pizza place specializing in hand-made pies opened up right next to the dispensary. The guy who runs the place is not a good cook, who makes the best pizza dough I’ve ever had, although he is also a genius. They say that the secret to success is “location, location, location!” This guy made a undoubtedly smart transport and picked the most pricey location he could find – a place that was ground zero for every pothead within twenty miles. Few things go better with cannabis than pizza, so there is a built in market on hand, here is the genius part – even if you weren’t craving pizza when you get to the cannabis dispensary, once you smell it in the air, you instantly get the munchies. The cannabis employees are given all the free pizza they want, because it makes the whole dispensary smell love delicious pizza! It almost seems predatory, because these people are taking fortune of us! Due to the consumption of giant amounts of cannabis and CBD we are helpless to resist the smell of the pizza. I have put on several pounds in the last two weeks, thanks unquestionably to cannabis-fueled pizza binges, and part of myself and others hopes that the pizza place goes out of business, just to spare my waistline, otherwise I will have to start frequenting another cannabis dispensary… Even when I know that I am sick of pizza, once I get a head full of cannabis, my stomach starts rumbling for it.