This is just one of the many reasons I love to live in Los Angeles. Not because I have one of these cards and buy weed this way, I don’t. But because you can’t open your local free weekly and see this kind of ad if you live in Buttfuck, Nebraskahoma. By the way, if anyone does have a “weed card” please tell me about this process. How does it work? And aren’t you a bit freaked The Man now knows you smoke the sticky icky?