My pals and I have played Dungeons & Dragons since we were teenagers. Back then we had no money, no car, and nowhere to go, so the magic of imagination in this game was a great creative outlet. With role playing games you have no limits, and anything you dream up you can make a part of the game. Many years have passed, but most of us still get together once a month or so to play some D&D. Our games are a lot smaller these days, and we spend most of our playing time engaged in small talk. We like to meet at the smokers lounge in the local cannabis dispensary, where we can get high while we talk and play games. The only rule we have is that whoever is running the game that night , also known as the Dungeon Master, cannot smoke too much cannabis. This is a game with a lot of rules and statistics, so someone needs to be sober enough to keep track of everything while everyone else gets blazed to high heaven on OG Kush or Purple Haze. In some regards it is like being the designated driver for a night at the bar, except with cannabis instead of booze in this case. No one ever wants to be the Dungeon Master because it’s so much fun getting high in the cannabis dispensary, so we take turns to keep it fair. When the Dungeon Master smokes too much cannabis the game completely falls apart, and we just sit there giggling for two hours.