Don’t believe the reefer madness. No one is going to drop edibles or weed-infused candy in your kid’s pillow case this Halloween season, despite what certain officials and other overly concerned fear-mongers might want to tell you. In response, some stoner devised a guide to an ideal halloweed night in.
The first time I ever bought weed, I sealed the deal over MSN. I was 14 and the year was 2005. You didn’t worry about the NSA back then, but a much more terrifying acronym which represented heavy surveillance, PAW (parents are watching).