a friend with weed...
the motha-fuckin rock & roll. play me some sweet local honey. austin tx rock and beginner-rock! my balls hurt from waaay too much rock! fuck a paper and a scissor... rock!
look, books are for retards okay? geez, how high do you think i am, cuz i'm waaaay too fuckin high to read a book.okay, instead of reading stupid books, play the Rock Opera drinking game. It's all got words involved and shit, so it's kinda like reading... here are the rules:1. When you hear “Dude,†“Fuck,†or “Man†– you take one drink.2. When you hear or see a band name – you take a bong hit (then pass the bong (you greedy bastard) so the next person can take a hit when another band name is mentioned).3. Whenever Toe gets slapped around – you take a shot of booze.I swear to freakin god that you'll be shitfaced w/ in 17 minutes. By the credit roll at the 85 minute mark, you'll be so fuckin zombie-drunk that you'll shit your pants... again.
This is BongMan! He's not in Rock Opera, but he loves the flick so freakin much that he kicks ass just to raise awareness about the stoner movie.Dig it?BongMan has laser beam eyes (to light his bong, duh), and an awesome ear-splitting gargling bubble sound sonic attack. His arsenal includes a debilitating smoke screen, and after justice is served, he’ll loaf on your couch and watch Aqua Teen Hunger Force on your fancy cable TV.
You’ll know he’s been there because all your Doritos are gone and his trademark calling card is emblazoned on your carpet--the initials “BM†stained in bong water (that shit never comes out!). Take that you nefarious bad guy, you!Oh yeah, he’s got nunchucks!