Sleep
Leaves Beneath
scum stats: Discogs tells me we pressed 420 copies. I'd actually forgot
Sometimes it's late on Friday and I have no idea what record to pick and I know that this one already came out more than two months ago but I finally just had some MVP's smuggle copies down from Detroit to HQ in Nashville and as that beautiful, majestic, sanguine leaf stared at me through the crystal clear vinyl, I was overcome with the thought that yes indeed I should pick this gem as my record of the week AND give away a copy to whichever comment posted here has the best story about being high even if it's not true you have through the end of the night Thursday (the 23rd) to post your shit so get to it amongst all the tryptofan through Thanksgiving next week love, Ben.
I’d like to tell you but I forgot.
Wish I could sing you this song from 4/20/23. Goes like this: Rolling out of bed, 420 in my head. I’m baked before the alarm. Puff, puffing all day long. Can’t wait to hit the bong. Starting my day the 420 way!
That time we got arrested for indecent exposure
while dressed up for performing Rocky Horror at the midnight movies Yes we’ve been imbibing a little bit and as we sat in the security officers tiny little room laughing our cojones off while sitting dressed in fishnets and sequence It was all just too surreal! To think that they thought we were being indecent just because we were running around in lingerie at midnight Time for a different now that’s almost common street wear these days!
Hey man………..I got this email at 4:20………………………..wait a minute…..what?
Hi & Happy Thanksgiving!
I might be dating myself here! I will never forget the time my friends & I smoked an incredible crop of the green super sticky stuff & Eric & I thought it would be a great idea to go get a couple of pies on his moped from the local pizza place. Well, we got ‘em & we were 1 house away from my house & the pies flew out of my hand. Our buds all witnessed this happen in slow stoned motion! As they fall …. Eric tries to catch ’em & loses control of the moped it slams into my mailbox! we somehow hopped off without injury but the pies are now in the street. He proceeded to eat one of the slices off the street not realizing that one of the pizza boxes still had a half pie still intact in the box! We all laughed our asses off, ate a slice from the saved box pie & then proceeded to keep smokin’!Everyone has a story. I won’t bore you with another. I’d rather share a quote from Henry Rollins.“Knowledge without mileage equals bullshit”
I was introduced to marijuana but my now wife’s family in my late teens. I feel bad now because I was always mooching their weed. Anyway, one night we decided that we needed some potatoes. So, we all jumped into one car and drove to one of the local potato fields, where we each dug up about a hundred pounds of potatoes each, leaving a patch of devastation in our wake, with each patch being about 50’x50’. I remember cars driving by with their headlights lighting up the field and I’d drop flat on the ground thinking we were gonna be seen in the darkness..weed making me super paranoid. We each filled a gunny sack with seemed like 100 pounds of potatoes. I took them home later that night, put them on the porch, and my dad saw them in the morning, and was furious and told me to get rid of them. Of course, my wife’s family was happy to take them since they had a family of eight to feed. Driving past those swatch’s of devastation the next day was kinda cringy.
Couldn’t get off of the couch
In college I hit the bong a few times with some buddies during a campfire. I’m not a huge smoker but we were all having a good time. We were sitting around the fire while roasting marshmallows just chatting. I’m enjoying my perfectly toasted marshmallow (burnt just on top, golden yellow on the bottom, crispy outside) but I’m having trouble with the stick. I quickly realize the marshmallow is stuck. I’m biting the marshmallow as I pull the stick but it won’t budge. Now I’m starting to panic a little. I’m hunched over the fire. This damn piece of branch is literally stuck inside my mouth, half a molten ball of sugar is caked on, I’m pulling and I can’t seem to get myself free. I’m starting to think, “oh shit I have to call the police now, they’re going to tell my parents, my girlfriend is going to leave me.” I take another breath and realize the stick is just hitting the ground as I’ve been trying to pull it out so it won’t move. I sit up a little straighter and the marshmallow comes free effortlessly. I catch my breath.
Being high. It’s like being warm and cozy in bed just before you wake up. It’s like the first taste of a good food or drink. It helps me stay relaxed and increases my duration of focus furring periods of heavy labor. I have had medical narijusns cards since 2009. I moved to Hawaii where weed was legal in medical form. I proved my once ignored scoliosis to gain medical access. I gre my own until a gang of kids learned our every move and stalked us. They would wait for us to fall asleep and steal our stuff. Our infant knew but couldn’t communicate. We had to buy security cameras snd prove it. The group of 8-9 people sent letters (court appointed) that said sorry I stole your weed. Fir ten years I learned to trust people again. I had to wait for my equity to appear before I could move. Eventually marijuana became legal in many states including New York. We sold our house for over twice the purchase price snd now live in New York once again. We own a huge house where Meagan weed is in every diy store you can find. Cape pens are the best. I call used cartridges digital roaches.
We need the roulette option back. I need access to test presses. I’d gladly this money at the possibility