Weedsmokers that wear organic cotton

You might be thinking I’m talking about those bare-footed Northern Californias who walk around eating berries from trees and are destroying our planet by eating it just so they can say they’re vegan … and act green. Effing liars.

But I’m not. And I’m just kidding about calling them liars. And I go off on a lot of tangents, I just realized for the first time in my life. You know … I’m really glad I can open up to you like this. It feels like … you understand me, you know? Like you see the real me.

Because there is a fake me, he stole my identity and talks to people and they think he’s me, but it’s not, it’s the schizophrenic side of my split personality. So. The hippies who wear organic cotton.

Or any one that doesn’t wear Nike because the shoes are made in sweat shops. I’m just as pissed as everybody else is about the fact that it costs 3 dollars to make a shoe, and I’m paying no less than $82 plus tax. I want to fit in, kn’amsaying, but being a conformist gets expensive. They should kick those effing savings down to us.

But, the sweat-shop ordeal, where people are enslaved and paid 5 dollars a day, no bathroom or lunch breaks, all beaten with whips and held at their machines by machine guns. Wow. It’s intense.

In my research around the world, these same people are little potheads. Irony of all ironies. It makes my feces more concentrated. I used to be under-rated. If you know what I’m referencing by that I will give you a dollar.

Just so you know how weed gets to this country. Its grown on plantations, then cartels go into villages and take all the people and make them pick the leaves at gun point, and if they don’t they go to their families and cut off their hands, come back to the person that refused and make them pick.

Then they pay corrupt officials off, ship it North, and it gets to our country. So. If you don’t like sweatshops, stop smoking weed. Please.