I always thought the best way to start a day was with a glass of orange juice and some cereal; I was recently informed that this is not true. In actuality the best way to start a day is with a lung full of roaches from places such as: under couch cushions, deep within ashtrays, and at the bottom of old beer bottles. Learn something new everyday.
Archive for the ‘weed’ Category
Breakfast of champions: and you thought it was Wheaties
Friday, September 3rd, 2010
Ripping coppers: they were drunk kids once upon a time.
Sunday, July 25th, 2010
After breaking down last night, we ran into some ripping coppers who took some time to fuck off with us for a minute despite the following facts:
• When they pulled up, someone was laying in the road and throwing cans at a beeping car’s windshield.
• Our front seat was littered with beer cans.
• That tie-dye fucker on the right is obviously carrying/on some heavy weed.
• One of our party was arrested minutes earlier for peeing in a police car gas tank in the next town over.
Hippie lettuce: inspiration for the jobless
Saturday, May 22nd, 2010
Even if you’re a strong believer that this plant is for dirty hippy low-life couch potatoes, you’ve got to admit it’s pretty darn cute. Not quite worthy of worship, but cute.
Panama red: who wants a footlong?
Wednesday, April 21st, 2010
April twentieth is a day to make it easier for police to catch you smoking your brown weed. Stoners.
Living-room check: twice baked couch-potatoes.
Thursday, March 11th, 2010
How many rips does it take to put out a seasoned pipe-ripper? Well he lost count at about twelve, so maybe somewhere around…twenteen? Irrelevant to our baked buddies: one of the local strip clubs around us, Circus Circus, begin following Hereforkicks on twitter today; you should too.
Parched? Have a waterfall: sounds like a tasty beverage.
Wednesday, December 23rd, 2009
It’s kind of like a regular two-liter, but it’s full of weed smoke. Who’s laughing now? Well, probably you.
Friday, October 30th, 2009
Remember our friend Kate? You know, the one with the tits…of course you do. Well here’s a video of her getting fucked on the internet.
“I can’t even see out of them”
Saturday, September 12th, 2009
A responsible smoker knows where his/her side effects come from. Which is why Pat knows that his eyeballs are red because his extreme THC intake reduces his intraocular pressure and dilates his blood vessels, making them more visible.
You’re so smart pat…
