The other week at the grocery store, this (middle-aged) (fat) Latina and her (short) (middle-aged) (moustachioed and uber-macho) (Latin) man walked by me in the aisle, and honestly it was like you were in a car smoking pot with all the windows rolled up, the smell was that strong.
When I got up to the cashier, this (younger) (Latina), I was like, "Wow, did those people smell like pot."
"It doesn't matter as long as they don't hurt anyone," she was like.
Then, for some reason she got switched out by another cashier just a few moments later, this (slightly older) (Latina), and I said more or less the same thing to her.
"Yeah, that was kind of crazy," she was like.
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