He was just another moldy oyster cracker in the asshole bisque of my love life, and the waiter couldn’t bring the check fast enough.

I concur! The rule of threes in general worked out well for me when I was in the dating game. Three dates maximum if they’re nice-but-eh, to decide if there’s any point at all. Three months to test for real potential.

I think they mean that people who use marijuana had a higher propensity for depression in the first place, which is why they started using it. I’m sure the correlation is solid, just not so convinced the causation is entirely that simple.