When I was 16 I was a little shit. Went to a school where there were loads of posh, upper-middle class kids who desperately wanted to try weed but had absolutely no way to get it. My friend and I sold them so much random shit that wasn’t weed. Once we scraped this outer layer of soft, brown matter off a wooden park bench that had been in the rain, rolled it into a ball and said it was hash. We got expelled, but not because of that - just because we were idiots.

I have strictly instructed my family, including my wife, that if I ever develop alzheimers I want to be euthanized. If I am sufficiently lucid at the point of diagnosis I will have no problem overdosing on something and going out in peace.