Don’t eat that. Anthony Keo
Yogurt was just a kid when she tried weed for the first time.
Now a full-grown adult with wiry gray hair and a serious underbite, the first time she ate weed, she wasn’t even old enough to walk herself to the park, much less purchase a joint. This, perhaps, is why she stole her owner’s stash off a coffee table when they weren’t looking.
“It was kind of a lot,” says Yogurt’s owner, who asked to remain nameless just in case PETA gets wind of this. “At least a few grams. And this wasn’t brownies, either. It was flower. It must have tasted like shit.”
