Sitting around eating snacks, listening to music, and writing this just for you.
You know you've been a Pot Head if...
You've ever said 'pack the bowl again.'
You think "puff puff pass" or "puff puff give" has a nice ring to it.
You can smell it 100 yards away in a concert.
You have multiple bottles of Visine in various locations "just in case."
You can't believe someone "smoked without you."
You know "Wake and Bake" isn't about cooking.
You know cigars as "Philly's" and it's a hassle that they come with tobacco inside.
You know that if you are desperate you can always find a "nug in your rug."
You can make a bong out of a juice bottle, a tube, and duck tape.
You have named anything you have ever smoked out of (King Bong, Chibus)
You know the difference between "Schwag, Beezers, KB, and Dank" by appearance and smell.
“Purple Haze” is much more than a Hendrix song.
You know that "Hydro" isn't just a comic book character.
You have a "friend" that you only talk to because they always have herb.
You have a nickname for it (Herbal Excellence, Big Tom Cruise, Silly Willy Schwage a Dilly).
You fully understand why it should be legalized.
You hear things in your favorite songs that you never realized were there before.
You have "rules" (rule #3 when you say you've had enough, you take one more hit. And then that's enough).
You have ever watched a movie then forgot what it was about.
You ate a whole pint of ice cream and then followed it up with pretzels, a bowl of cereal, and hot pockets.
You can easily quote lines from "Dazed and Confused" or "Half Baked."
The inside of your car is always dirty.
You have a legitimate argument about why you're not 'addicted.'
You belong to the “Find a lighter, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck" klepto club.
People are looking at me. They know man, they know.
You've ever had to abandon your shopping cart in a department store and leave because you were "getting bugged out."
Every idea you ever have you need to write down.
You forget to write down every idea you ever have.
You lived the words to “Sweet Leaf."
You begin to explain something to a friend and go on a tirade about something random. Then you forget what it was you were trying to explain in the first place.
You are such a vet that you can do “anything" stoned, and do it better.
You wish you lived in Canada, Amsterdam, or Nevada.
Your idea of an ideal vacation is Amsterdam (They have a lot of culture).
You can accurately portray a stoner (and do a fine impression, man).
You have a personal preference between Duchies, Spliffs, Blunt, and Joints.
You know how to roll.
You shed a tear when you see the police burning crops on the news.
You buy gum or Altoids by the case.
420 is a holiday.
2 words - Cannabis Culture.
You know 10-50 different words to describe ganjah. (Pot, Hemp, Bhang, Marijuana, Joint, Reefer, Dope, Ganja, Smoke, Weed, Herb, Marihuana, Hash, Sensemilla, Green, Greenbud, Thai-stick, Green-sticky, Dirtweed, Shake, Indian Canamo, Huang Ma, Mary Jane, grass, Ace, Aunt Mary, Bales, Boo Boo Bama, Buddha, Bush, Buzz, Cheeba Cheeba, Chronic, Dank, Doobie, homegrown, Maui-Wowie, MJ, Puff, Rasta, Reefer, Skunk, Smoke, Spliff, Trees, twigs, Whacktabacky, Whackyweed, Sweet Lucy, Stick, Stack, Shwag, Nuggets, Ragweed)