Don't ask me why but we here in Holland we celebrate Sinterklaas, the Dutch version of Santa Claus (except he has black bitches so he doesn't have to crawl down the chimneys and he rides on a white horse, read everything about it here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sinterklaas ) on the 5th of December and it's custom to write a poem for each other to say something about someone, just for the lulz.
Anyway, my granddad is getting old and always worrying about it, so my mum (his daughter) figured he should smoke a joint to chill a 'lil more and so it came to pass.
I present to you the coolest grandparents from the chillest country in the world:
When I was 5 years old, my mom told me that happiness was the key to life.
When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I
wrote down “happy”. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment. I told
them they didn’t understand life.” – John Lennon
"i friend took two marijuanas at a party and over dosed, then he turned gay and caught AIDS " - *TACO-DOG*
"You put on your boots, click into your bindings, dust the snow off your skis, and head out for the chair, and it doesn't matter that you failed a test, didn't get the girl, or that your life is on a one way trip down the shitter, your world is right for the next couple of hours."