A stoner called the fire department and said, “Come quick my house is on fire!” The Fireman asked “How do we get there?” The stoner says “DUH, the big red truck!”
Two old dudes are sittin’ around coolin’ it. One say to the other, “Whatcha thinkin’ ’bout, Man?” “Oh, I was just reminiscin’ ’bout Woodstock”. “Man?!!? You wuz never at Woodstock!” Oh,… yeah”.
Some stoned dude walks into the 7-11. He goes up to the man behind the counter and says “got any weed?” He says “no!” So the stoner leaves. The stoner comes back and asks the guy behind the counter “Hey you got any weed?” The man says “No I told you yesterday, we don’t sell weed here.” So the Stoner leaves again. The stoner walks in the next day and says “Got any weed?” The clerk behind the counter says, “Look you fuckin burnout we don’t sell weed here, if you come in here again, I’m goin to nail your fuckin teeth to the floor!!!” So the stoner leaves. He comes in the next day. “You got any nails?” “No”, the clerk replies. The stoner looks at him in the eyes and says, “You got any weed?”
This guy buys some really good stuff. he comes home, rolls a good-sized joint, and starts to decide where to hide the rest of the pot in his room. “Ok I’ll hide it under the table,” he says to himself. So he hides it under the table. then he thinks for a minute. “Wait if the cops come they’ll ask me:” “Do you have any marijuana?” “No.” “Do you have it under the table?” “………….” And I’ll be all fucked up. Well I’ll hide it under the bed.” …then he thinks for a minute… “No, wait! If the cops come they’ll ask me:” “Do you have any marijuana?” “No.” “Do you have it under the table?” “No.” “Do you have it under the bed?” “………….” “And I’d be all fucked up. Well, then I’ll hide it on the bookshelf…But wait! If the cops come they’ll ask me:” “Do you have any marijuana?” “No.” “Do you have it under the table?” “No.” “Do you have it under the bed?” “No.” “Do you have it…” “OH FUCK!!! WHERE DID I HIDE IT??……..”
A stoner finds a poor person on the street and helps him up. The poor person says, “Son, I’m a genie. And since you helped me I’ll give you three wishes.” The stoner says, “I want a six-inch joint!” The genie says, “Okay!” POOF! They stuff a six-inch joint and smoke it between the two of them. “What’s the second wish? asks the genie. “I want a twelve-inch joint,” says the stoner. “Okay,” says the genie. POOF! And they stuff it and smoke it between the two of them. “And the third wish?” “I want a twenty-inch joint!!” POOOF!! So, they stuff it and smoke it between the two of them. Finally, the genie gets up and says, “Okay, it’s time for me to go.” The genie takes a couple of steps, pauses, turns around and says, “Okay, just one more wish.”
There’s a stoner and a super genius sitting on a bench waiting on a bus. The genius gets bored, leans over to the stoner and says, “Hey I’ll tell you what, I’ll ask you a question and if you don’t know the answer you have to give me five bucks. If you ask me a question and I don’t know the answer I have to give you fifty bucks.” The stoner says, “Alright, Man.” The genius asks the stoner, “What is the Pythagorian Theory?” The stoner replies, “I don’t know,” and hands the genius five bucks. “Okay,” the stoner says, “What has three legs going up a hill and four legs going down?” The genius thinks real hard and finally gives up. he hands the stoner fifty bucks and then asks, “So, what is the answer?” The stoner says, “I don’t know,” and hands the genius five bucks.
These three guys die in a car wreck and they all go to Hell. When they arrive the Devil asks each of the men what their sin was. The first guy says, “It’s gotta be the booze. I’m always drunk.” The Devil decides to lock him in a room with nothing but shelves of every kind of alcohol imaginable. The guy’s thinking, “Fuck yeah! Look at all this alcohol!” and runs into the room. The second guy says, “It’s the women, i could never stay faithful to my wife.” The devil opens up the second door and inside is nothing but the finest looking naked women as far as the eye can see. The guy was to be locked in for 100 years. He couldn’t believe it and his dick got instantly hard and he went running into the room as the Devil locked the door behind him. The third dude says, “It’s gotta be the bud. I’m always tokin’ up.” The Devil opens the third door to reveal nothing but fields of 10ft tall icky, sticky, take-a-toke, make-ya-choke, chronic, green, death bud. The stoner can’t believe it. he goes in and takes a seat Indian style with his back to the door and the Devil shuts and locks the door. One hundred years pass and the Devil returns to check on the three men. He opens the first door and the man comes crawling out. He’s got an empty bottle in one hand, he’s completely naked, hasn’t shaved or showered in years, and is covered in his own puke, shit, and piss. “i’ll never drink again!” he says. The devil says it’s good he learned something and decides to give him a second shot at life. The devil then opens the second door and the man comes running out twice as fast as when he went in. “I’m fucking gay!” he screams. The devil figures he’s learned not to cheat on his wife and decides to give him a second chance too. The devil then comes to the third door. he opens it and sees nothing has changed. the stoner is still sitting there in the same position that he was 100 years ago. The Devil asks him if he’s learned anything. The stoner turns around as a tear rolls down his cheek, “You gotta light, man?”