(420 is the number of molecules in THC, the chemical in weed that gets you high. So the number is like magical man. And on today's date - April 20th - or 4/20 - heads all over the world puff in honor of that number. )
They're getting ready for the big day, they're baking brownies, they're rolling spliffs , cleaning out all the Roors and Sweetwaters, even soaking the glass screens, so they can get up the next day and just baaaaake all day dude. They're making special Moe / Dead / North Mississippi All Stars / Widespread .mp3 mixes, with the Jerry Garcia DVD loaded up. They spread hemp butter on their toast.
They even have Legalize it T-shirts on, & sweet trucker caps with the marijuana leaf logo on the front. They are wearing hemp necklaces and cargoes and sleep on hemp sheets and their hos have hemp thongs on and don't even get me started on all the hemp shirts they have DUDE it's like linen. Xcept it rubs you raw as a m^(&^fCk3r and then you use hemp butter lotion to soothe yr skin.
Dude they are SO ready for 420.
They set their watches for 4:20 a.m. AND p.m. (just to get a jump on those other poser stoners and be REALLY uh 420ed on both times).
When I was 16 this type of thing was the shit. I might have my bro point to a secret box or a dollar bill and show me how "I could put my weed in there" or how it showed the secret formula for the United States being based on the crop process for hemp. And all we could talk about was 420. But shockingly this year I find grown ass men speaking on 420. WTF
Yall so addicted. All this hemp and weed symbolism and numerology and narco-religion is lame as a motherfucker. I think weed is cool but yall are like worshipping it and Jim Jones isn't even making yall drink the Kool-Aid at AK point, yall just begging for it.
Feel a little bit ashamed because I argued with my Mom when I was younger and she told me drugs were just an escape from pain and reality. I've always been leftist, and support legalization, but ppl getting crunk = escapism = watching Rock of Love Tour Bus marathon = internet porn = Cinnamonster = I can't respect it except in small doses.
These days when I see ppl high in public I'm a little disgusted, and if they're sloppy the only thing I see is the Took Book. Ppl all the time are in the bar like "Dude, where's my phone," and all I want to do is laugh instead of help them. I do help them though but it's out of common respect for all ppl, the personal respect for them is GONE. I remember these guys so gone they're like Dude where's my pistol I lost it...It's like if they're drunk or rolling or weeded or Xanied or leant or their eyes are rolling for whatever reason I think these )(&^&(*^ got to GO. If'n yall can't handle yr liquor or lean or weed then chill out and sit down lol - yall about like this cop
Unless they're wearing stunna shades. Then it's ok because nobody can tell. JK yall soft as hell n we laughing at yall!
The worst is when they're at work. I can kind of go for it if you're already wealthy you probably don't need to be on top of yr game, but if you work at a regular job? Dude just stop doing drugs long enough to get me right, then go back to whatever it is you do.
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