Today is April 20th, an fine layer of marijuana smoke gently rests like a canopy of peace and brotherhood over the trash-cluttered streets of Montreal. It's 420, a day where men, women and children of all ages huddle around a bong and suck on it hard until their eyes shimmer like glass and their stomachs leave them begging for cheeseburgers - cheeseburgers smothered in ice cream and chicken wings.
It's also Hitler's birthday, so it's a 2 for 1 deal if you happen to rock hardcore right wing values, a shaved head, red suspenders and a hooka pipe. Neo-nazis don't tend to be potheads, which is a shame, because if they'd start smoking marijuana they'd probably stop kicking minorities in the face with steel-toed boots and start watching Judd Apatow films instead.
Since it's been almost a year since I've gotten properly wasted, I've got my bong and my combat boots and I'm ready to get high. Sieg-high, that is. Ooh. My puns rock your face. No, seriously, enjoy this day and please spare the minorities.
Photo credit: Becky E
Weed+ Leni Riefenstahl's Triumph des Willens = good times haha
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