I just got this txt message from my dealer:
What a good guy.
So have a happy 420. Here’s a 1950s propaganda film about marijuana. “Hundreds and hundreds of teenage boys and girls are becoming hopeless dope addicts every year. It’s fantastic.”
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Chuck is one of the best dressed heroin addicts around…I love his tie.
Wow! Drugs make you hott. That chick looked so much better once she started using, especially in the hair department.
I agree: it’s the Reds’ fault we’ve got all these dope fiends in America. What an informative and inspirational film.
I agree with Tim. I was uninterested “before” and “after”, but the sexual fantasies I conjured up “during” were pretty great. If only she had taken to streetwalking instead and left the dealing to the boys.
I experienced distalgia watching that film. Of course everything was so clean in the 1950s. You could be a “dope fiend” shooting up “H” all day and still don a fresh suit complete with a nicely folded pocket handkerchief. Even the drug busts were civilized events, almost dignified.
But then the hippies, sodomites, feminists, and beatniks broke up the family unit and left our country the mess it’s in today, with only the Second Coming offering us any hope.
Stop, Bacon, it hurts. Can’t breathe. Laughing . . . too . . . hard.
Samuel L. – “Shit you gettin’ high already! It’s just 2 o’clock!”
Bridget – “It’s that late?”
Sam – “You smoke too much of that. That shit’s gonna rob you of your ambition.”
Bridget – “Not unless your ambition is to get high and watch T.V.”
I didn’t know pot leads to heroin. Can anyone get me some heroin? Apparantly I have been missing out.
You’ve got to text your dealer for that, Robby.
where do they get that marijuana that speeds everything up?
i had the same question as dolly. the pot i smoke (“pot” is jive talk for marijuana) usually leaves me asleep in front of the TV lying in a pool of my own urine.