In Honor of 420

The funny thing about 4/20 is that everyone I know who actually celebrates it, pretty much celebrates 4/20 every other day of the year, too. That’s just kind of how it goes. 4:20, the legendary time when it’s acceptable for weed smokers to be weed smokers, has always been interesting to me. Mainly, because I’ve never smoked weed enough to be a true-blue weed smoker. Comparing me to someone who has earned the weed smoker label is like comparing DaVinci to a child messing around with finger paint. It was  never really my thing, since alcohol and vagina have always provided enough vices to keep me busy over the years.

Since I am not an expert on smoking, I’m asking questions. Were weed smokers supposed to take the day off work and get high for 24 hours straight? Or are they supposed to wait until 4:20PM on 4/20 to smoke some giant Cheech & Chong J and get really, REALLY high? Knowing most of the people I do who enjoy the herbal essence, they probably just do whatever they feel. High people tend to be a laid-back bunch.

I do know this much: Weed smokers tend to make some GREAT f*cking music! Below, I’ve embedded a few selections for you to get high to(or not) later on.

Let’s start with the classics, from the days when weed was pot, and pot was grass.

Next, you can never go wrong with a little Outkast…

I still follow the W.W.R.J.D. rule when I go out. That’s “What Would Rick James Do?” As long as I leave out the major felonies, I end up having a great time!

The song that influenced countless Neo-Soul singers’ entire sound…

What would a collection like this be without Red & Meth?

I remember when this guy was on top of the world…

This one still makes me want to do backflips off the bar when I hear it.

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4 Responses to “In Honor of 420”

  1. M Slade 20. Apr, 2011 at 3:55 pm #

    I normally don’t smoke weed…but I’m thinking about it because I’m kind of depressed. I went to pick my seven year old son up from the after care at his school and saw some older children, playing basketball.

    I sort of bogarted my way into the game to show them how it’s done. Now here’s the depressing thing:

    A twelve year old boy blocked my shot.

    Yeah, he was big for his age, and I was wearing street clothes…but when someone WHO IS IN DAYCARE puts your sh*t into the stands it’s time to take up golf.

    Now where can I get some chronic?

    • Invisible Man 20. Apr, 2011 at 6:39 pm #

      @ Slade did he talk smack too! If he did you may need the chronic AND a 40!

      LOL

      • M Slade 22. Apr, 2011 at 4:02 pm #

        IM: No he was cool about it. But still…back in my day, I let the old guy get off their jump shots. It was different if they tried to drive to the hole but I let ‘em have an open 15 footer.

        But I’m slowing up. I used to NEVER need a screen to get open. And I was quick. If I got a step on you, I went by your ass. That is no longer the case. The kids today can run like wolves and jump like rabbits. I hate them so….

  2. ListenToLeon 20. Apr, 2011 at 6:07 pm #

    @ M Slade, yeah, that’s pretty rough! My basketball moment of shame happened when I jumped to block a woman’s shot after she gave me a head fake and ended up on the next court as she drained a three. In my defense though, she played Division 1 ball, and I scored on her 5 straight times after that out of embarrassment LOL.

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