#32 The Stoner

Put that in your pipe and smoke it
While the rest of the world struggles with Global Warming, economic downturn, and the threat of nuclear war, one man sits isolated, on a couch, with a bag of Funions and a glass bong named the Green Lantern. This man is the Stoner. And he’s got no idea what’s goin on.

One of the most beloved and least-douchey members of the Pants Party, Stoners are a docile, shy bunch with a hankerin’ for Taco Bell and the salty-sweet foods. They have a seemingly one-tracked mind: procure, and then smoke, said weed. They hate shwag, fear the government, and believe that pretty much everything is a conspiracy. Except for Obama, he’s cool.

You’ll know the Stoner by that glazed look in their eyes, their laid back attitude, and their penchant for hemp. They have a thing for flavored sodas, particularly “grape” and “orange”, and believe that they’re the only people that know about Malomars. Confused? Listen for their signature catchphrase:

“Wait…what we’re we talking about?”

Their simple lifestyle is based off of their two pop icons: Bob Marley and Towelie. Marley taught them to fight for what you believe in, don’t give in to the Man, and keep rockin’ rebel music. While Towelie taught them that getting high is a solution, and that Funkytown can be played on a phone keypad.

Much like The Club for your car, it’s recommended that every person have at least one Stoner friend to protect them from the outside world. While your stressing about your f**king boss, that girl that won’t call you back, or paying your bills on time, a simple call to the Stoner will make you realize: you’re waaay too stressed out. Take a rip of Sour Diesel and chill the crunk out, man.

You can find the Stoner all over the world, with large facets in California, Amsterdam, Jamaica, and Canadia. And with the global de-criminalization of weed, their pleasant movement is gaining momentum. More than likely, they’ll be rolling a fat doobie, visiting their local weed pharmacy (in California), or talking about how 9/11 is a conspiracy.

When you come across a Stoner, ask him if he knows “William Holdin”. When he pulls out a bag of weed, get high with him. You’re stressed out and he likes to talk. Win, win.
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Also Known As: The Pothead, Ganga Queen, Blunt Face, They Got Weed In ‘Em?, Dreadlocked Rasta, The Peace Pipe Guy, Smokin’ Aces
Related: The Brohan

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8 responses to “#32 The Stoner

  1. froggylove

    Man. I used to be this guy. Well, girl. I’m kinda sad that I’m not anymore. Dang it. My fav joke for stoners: What is a stoners favorite body part? ‘Ear. I guess you have to be stoned and passing a joint to get it. Or if you do get it, you are a big ass stoner. Damn, I miss the good ol’ days.

  2. Doood

    love it =) u holdin?

  3. Doc Gooden

    Stoners are the worst. My brother was a stoner and used to love driving to the beach to get high. Now I have to drive him…he’s in a wheelchair.

  4. mysweetmusings

    Doc Gooden is a buzzkill.

  5. Anonymous

    your writing is really funny dude, keep on writing

  6. I agree with some of the other “members” but I have to call the cliche police on this one. ::takes a puff and passes it::

    maybe you should be more general, like stoner who eats funyons, or lazy stoner. I like to get high and design websites.

    sorry. but you don’t know what you are saying here, just had to stand up for potheads. you are bring us down.

  7. also, nothing about drunks. those are the worst, you should come out with like 3 people because of booze for your little party.

  8. So a stoner’s favorite body part is an ‘ear? The apostrophe means a letter has been omitted, usually “H” Well, Hear is related to ear, and that sounds pretty idiotic, so that could be it. After years of smoking pot, that’s probably the best logic they can come up with.

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