Tired of all those pesky, oppressive laws telling you where and what to smoke? I propose that all the tobacco/pot/crack/salvia smokers light up in solidarity in movie theaters/airplanes/hospitals/malls/applebees everywhere. When they come at you with bean bag guns/fire hoses/killer attack bees, just stand your ground and keep puffing away. They can't possibly arrest all of you.
The scene was cool until coke and disco came into play. The War on Drugs began to spray Paraquat in Mexico, and the big importer of Panamanian got busted, so lower quality higher priced, Columbian came in and brought cocaine along with it. People quit sharing weed, got greedy and furtive, doing lines in restrooms at night clubs. It was real, paranoid and clickish. Eventually, lots of people got burned out from partying weeknights until 4am, lost their jobs, marriages and homes, then quit smoking pot. It was Bill Clinton who re-criminalized Marijuana, when nobody even was smoking it anymore. Use it or lose it.
"generously passing high quality dubies of Panama Red, and Michoacán, to total strangers."
LOL! If you think that 70's 'grass' is quality, stay far away from the stuff out there now, especially the concentrates/dabs. It'll melt your brain a million times over.
Northern Lights is good, shit, Assisse, but it isn't near as strong as the hash we used to get for only five bucks per gram. In fact, a buddy, not to be confused with Buddy, had a brother that came home from the Army in Frankfurt with a chunk of Afghan hash, about an inch thick, hard as a rock, and the size of an album cover. He got it for next to nothing. We used to get Honey Oil about the time as Thai Stick, too. By then, grass was up to twenty bucks a four finger lid.
Hey, don't bust me; bust Ringo. He looked like me before I ever did. I don't have a camera or a cell phone for selfies, and my driver's license photo looks less like me than he does.
LOL! If you think that 70's 'grass' is quality, stay far away from the stuff out there now, especially the concentrates/dabs. It'll melt your brain a million times over.
You needed it, too, because you had to get real drunk to fuck the sheep back on the farm and there wasn't nothin else ta do!
That is a kick ass pic of Ringo I must admit.
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