We take very kindly to Potshotz around here…
Prohibition Gold saunters into town like a rogue tumbleweed selling it’s wares to the townfolk, who’ve been a bit on edge lately. They’ve been taken down the road a few times too many what with all the snake oil salesmen coming through. “Hold On a minute!”, yells Prohibition Gold and from their satchel comes a bag of Potshotz. The townfolk elbow one another to get a glimpse of this strange brew.
”Take yer’ favorite elixir and put this here Potshotz powder into it and transform it into your Super favorite!” So the townsfolk did as they were asked to do; Sally the dressmaker who just turned 20 put a pinch in her lemonade, Old Man Witherspoon with his incessant gout put a dash in his whiskey and even Sheriff Dudley got in the spirit by throwing a bit into his morning coffee. Soon this cowpoke town was seeing in Technicolor and the old rows went by the wayside and new friendships were forged and even the tumbleweeds took on a new sheen. All thanks to Potshotz marijuana mixer. Yee haw!