I'd like to take this opportunity to wish a happy 4-20 to all the stoners that I loved at one time or another. Especially the boy who would invite me to smoke pot with him after school when I was a junior. You introduced me to movies like Friday and Far Out Man. For awhile my favorite eye-color on a guy was blood shot...all due to you. You wrote poems called The Lonely Grasshopper. You were so perfectly unattainable and aloof. And I was once crushed when you called me ordinary.
Sigh. Why are stoners still so hot even though they love to ignore us? Ladies, let's just keep telling ourselves that pot can lead to erectile dysfunction. (it actually usually leads to increased sex drive.)
Oh, it's also earth day folks. Don't BLOW OFF recycling!