A Hairy History of THC-Infused Drinks, by Yours Truly, Sasquatch

Howdy, Helen humans! It’s me, your friendly neighborhood Sasquatch Dave, here to spill the tea—or rather, the THC—on the wild history of cannabis-infused drinks. Grab a seat by the campfire, and let’s take a fuzzy stroll through time, all while I shamelessly plug my pals at Bigfoot Novelty and www.bigfootnoveltyhelen.com in Helen, Georgia. Best spot for pipes, snacks, and Bigfoot swag—trust me, I’m a regular (well, when I’m not dodging hikers).

Way back in 1000 BCE, some clever ancient Indians whipped up *bhang*, a milky, weed-laced concoction for religious vibes and good times. I bet they didn’t expect me to crash their party, slurping it down like a hairy milkshake monster. Fast forward to medieval Persia—folks there were sipping cannabis teas, claiming it cured everything from headaches to existential dread. Me? I just liked the buzz with my forest berries.

The 19th century got weirder. Victorian ladies guzzled “cannabis cordials” like it was high tea—literally. I tried sneaking into a parlor once, but my paws couldn’t handle those tiny teacups. Prohibition in the 20th century killed the buzz, but the 60s hippies brought it back with tie-dye and “special” lemonade. I danced with them at Woodstock—unseen, of course, I’m stealthy like that.

Today, THC drinks are fancy—seltzers, sodas, even kombucha! I’m no brewmaster, but I’d kill for a Bigfoot-branded batch. Speaking of, swing by [Bigfoot Novelty and Tobacco Shop](https://www.bigfootnoveltyhelen.com) in Helen, Georgia. They’ve got smoking gear, quirky gifts, and maybe a THC drink or two (wink, nudge, check local laws). Tell ‘em Sasquatch sent ya—they won’t see me coming, but they’ll love the story.

That’s the hairy tale, folks! Stay wild, sip responsibly, and keep the forest funky. Peace out!

—Sasquatch, THC Historian Extraordinaire