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Ditchweed

Ditchweed is a Metaphor for a Dream Deferred

I can tell you the exact moment when I knew that my life wasn’t as great as I thought it was. I was walking three miles late at night through the mud, stopping every 5 minutes or so to suck on a pipe filled with ditchweed, praying to feel even the slightest of highs to get me through the night.

The War on Drugs in Nebraskganistan

Here’s why the war on drugs doesn’t work: Drug-ful America is a rocky, mountainous terrain. You’ve been told for 25+ years that law enforcement is fighting one big war, but the fact is, they’re fighting millions of small ones – and it’s a losing fight. Remind you of any wars you know?

The Ballad of Gary The Ditchweed

Deputy Happ made his normal rounds, checking on which houses and barns in the countryside might be meth labs as he took a break from pulling over cars with out-of-state license plates. As his car kicked up dirt on the country road, Deputy Happ noticed a small marijuana plant growing randomly among the weeds.

My Friend Pedro

Since drugs are now legal in Mexico, or minor possession is legal anyway, I would say that we be a little nicer to Mexican immigrants who just came across the border. I mean, we should be nice anyway because we are a nation of immigrants, but if there’s one thing I – and every beautiful woman I’ve ever met – know, it’s to become friends with the person who has the drugs.

THC

THC (n.) Although not a vitamin, per se, Rufus still recommends getting your 100% daily dose along with C, B12 and zinc

Harvesting ditchweed

Not only is “harvesting” ditchweed hard work, it’s damn time consuming because you have to find it when no one else is around. It’s like a High Times scavenger hunt.