Joint venture

Show me the mulah, erm, mullah?, no? mulla? mul..yeah, you know what? fuck it..

some time ago i came across a really interesting website, which, before i could say 'fuck, this website needs to be bookmarked', lights had ducked and my computer went off without so much as a bleep from my trusty UPS. luckily, i'd copied the contents of said website and distributed generously said contents to very many people.

what contents were these? i hear you ask, brow furrowed, nose crinkled. well, dear reader, this website had tons and tons of recipes. but not just any old recipes, special recipes. recipes that could make you touch the sky.

yes my friend, how to add cannabis to your everyday cooking experience.

and they had the shit. from canabutter (which is green butter with a kick) to weed brownies (as opposed to hash brownies mr. miscreant..). at this point, i feel it wise to add a disclaimer. please do not feel inspired and prepare said menus for ur folks-in-law, saved relatives, pastors, priests or imams. each meal should come with a 'ministry of health' warning.

so, after dudes had read up on said menus, a brave and noble idea was borne... 'you know what we should do?..', one enterprising lady suggested innocently enough, 'we should have a cookoff.. see who can make the most potent shit'.

freeze frame.

that right there, my friends, was a moment.

so, of course that idea caught on rather fast. and after much discussion, online and otherwise, a certain herb was found to be in short supply. and everyone turned to me.

even a blind guy can see this is a business opportunity.

now the problem is, i don't grow the shit. which essentially means i have to get it through really dangerous means involving coffins, undercarriages and turbans.

which means, brethren, that the cost will go UP.

step right up.

ps: anyone know a place i can get a cheap hookah? i won't tell, i promise.

and alright, alright i shall endeavour to blog more regularly. more than 3 people read my blog.. imagine my surprise.

oh and did i mention? my good old weed guy is back with a vengeance? praise be.. no more twigs and sawdust. the real green deal.