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Possibly adding fuel to the city's grease fire to get rid of illegal street vendors, a Center for Disease Control report released today tells of an April incident in which pot brownies bought from a bogus church fundraiser ended up in a preschool teacher's lounge sickening several teachers.
One of the preschool teachers bought the brownies from a street vendor who said it was for a church fundraiser, the LA Times reported. The teacher gave one to her son before bringing them to school where they were left in the teacher's lounge. Five teachers ate them with one other taking one bite and spitting it out, saying it tasted unusual. Then the symptoms came--fatigue, having poor coordination, being unable to walk straight and easily stumbling.
The LAPD was called in, who eventually tested a remaining brownie finding positive results for marijuana. The church's pastor says there was never any fundraiser and the alleged vendor has not been found.
An anonymous commenter on the LA Times post points out the wider implications of this story
And yet we still have a chorus of people in this city that say that the rigged shopping cart hot dog grills, taco trucks and other unlicensed vendors are somehow beneficial to us? That they provide us with a valuable service? Although I do see shades of Darwin here, anyone who purchases food from a man on the sidewalk should be aware of the impending physical problems that would stem from their consumption.
Yet the enforcement of street vendors, an important cultural part of any city, is quite a touchy subject in Los Angeles. See the reactions on previous LAist's posts such as a recent sting on designer trucks in the Miracle Mile and a hot dog cart bust on Hollywood Boulevard.
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Lmao where can I find one of those vendors? hmm
i don't think being stoned is the same thing as being sick.
bwahahahaha i love this story!
"Then the symptoms came--fatigue, having poor coordination, being unable to walk straight and easily stumbling."
I'm confused, weren't they just high??? This is hilarious.
"Then the symptoms came--fatigue, having poor coordination, being unable to walk straight and easily stumbling."
I'm confused, weren't they just high??? This is hilarious.
****$1.50?!!!*****
(in photo caption)
that's a steal!
Heck yeah that's a steal...they'd be $5 in the Phish parking lots.
This story is hysterical...who buys food to take to school for students from a street vendor??
(And how can I get one of those street vendors to hang out more in Palms?)
I know. Why would you actually use pot and then market them as regular brownies, selling them for low prices? It makes no sense!
Too funny. Someone spiked the brownies and everyone was faded. I wonder how the kid faired?
Maybe there was no street vendor because she was just pulling one over on her coworkers. ;-)
I'm wondering if her son had something to do with this and a quick excuse was to say they were purchased from a street vendor...
I think you're right.
I doubt that some street vendor would be selling $15-$25 each edibles that you can normally only get from a club for so little money that some one would buy them mistaking them for un-medicated pasties.
Oops, er, uh, pastries, NOT pasties.
exactly what i thought. this all sounded way too fishy to blame it on some magical street vendor that no one else knew about and some church fundraiser. i don't even know any street vendor that would sell brownies, but it just sounds too strange. what does make sense though, is if the son gave the mom these brownies as a joke or accident, then when confronted with what had happened (that his mom decided to give the brownies to all her coworkers), made up some schpiel about a street vendor and church.
Stoned isn't the same as being "sick" last time I checked..it's just being stoned!
Mmmm. Marijuana pasties. I can see them now!!! Big fat fan shaped leaves of nips. Yowzah!
Stoned? Sick? Same thing to these nimrods. Too bad they couldn't just stumble around and enjoy it.
Lemonwreck Yum Yum sounds like a Quentin Tarantino character.