Enjoy this Grandma’s Boy compilation of the coolest and friendliest weed slanger in the neighborhood, Dante.
Mr. Cheezle: I had a dream last night. I was a snake slithering through the grass, until I came upon a dead elk, and I climbed into his soul, and its there I stayed until morning, which meant I will underestimate someone very close to me.
Dante: Wow… where do you get your weed?
Mr. Cheezle: From you, Dante.
Dante: Oh… THAT’S RIGHT! What’s up, Mr. Cheezle!
