Say goodbye to your lame-o neon bong, because smoking weed is no longer about getting high—it’s about how rich you look while you’re doing it! From Style.com:
The New York Times just published their latest wide-eyed marijuana update, this time diving into the world of cannabis cooking:
You know when you're stoned and you see a person you would maybe like to have sex with later and all you can say is "Heh heh, Vape Daddy had a bit too much kush with dinner" while staring at their intimate parts with your unfocused red eyes?
I'd like to propose a grassroots movement that involves a lot of grass and very little movement. I'm talking about girls smoking weed. Because how are we even supposed to reach that glass ceiling unless we get lifted?
Writer/mom Kelly Oxford — named one of Time magazine's best on Twitter — has sold a script called Son of a Bitch, which sounds like it's right up our alley.
Last night, Nicole was freaking out because Nigel told her that she talked like a "stoner." She slowly said, "I need to…figure that out." (Such a stoner response!) But the inanity of Tyra and co. makes everyone's minds feel altered.
As Whoopi Goldberg mentioned this morning on The View, marijuana is a lot stronger these days than it used to be. According to analysis from the University of Mississippi's Potency Monitoring Project, "the average amount of THC reached 9.6 percent in 2007, compared with 8.75 percent the previous year." The stiffs in…
As far as pet peeves go for Judge Judy, irresponsible parents are right up there with "um" as an answer. Yesterday's episode featured a man was being sued by his ex-girlfriend for the money she spent on his DUI fines and looking after his children, whom child protective services had taken away from their mom. (The…
Nerve has another edition of its "Dating Advice From..." column, and this time they went to the Miss High Times contestants to answer readers questions. We're not sure if the girls were actually baked when giving their answers (for our stoned advice column, it's a requirement), but it was still really pot-centric: My…