This makes me think of all the old “Dangers of MaryJane” films of the olden days for some reason. Always have the flapperesque gals collapsing in stupors from the horrible mind altering effects of the weed of deceit. But they’re just my legs and they are not stoned. Dunno what my deal is with my legs lately. I think it’s just that I kinda like them for the first time in my life, I have always thought they were ckicken-y and just not good, too bony. But now I am kinda liking the things.