Ghengis Bong was like, "Dude, do you want to cruise with me in my 1964 Impala Convertible to the southernmost Arby's in the Usa? I have a fucking ROCK of purple chronic" and I was all fuckin like, "Yes."
When I'm dead me and Stevie Ray Vaughn are gonna hire this douche-ass chef to make us the DANKEST weed burritos 24/7 that can either be smoked or eaten or dropped in a deep-fryer for an herbacious chimichanga and the fucking sauce will be outstanding