So my friend got edibles. She had some that morning and left the rest in the fridge. Big mistake. Krunked and barely awake, next thing she heard was “Temi, I’m possessed. The spirits are working. This is an unusual feeling!”

Her mum had eaten 3 of the 6 brownies she left. They ended up calling a family prayer meeting. Everybody surrounded her. They called a resident pastor. Of course, Temi couldn’t tell her she was high off what she ate.

Pastor fetched up all the tongues he could while Tem’s mum was screaming, “This is an unusual feeling. Jesus please redeem me.” Whatever that means. Whole time this was Temi.