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Smoke date: April 20th, 2010.

A bunch of sweaty hippies, high school kidz and folks of the lower echelon of Winnipeg’s IQ pool gather for a ‘protest’ in the name of weed.

There wuz a drum circle:

Maaaaaaan... that groove is, like Dave Matthews good#!^

Finally.  An excuse to wear tie dye and that weed logo addidas shirt your mom doesn’t know about.

The only thing more present than the smell of mariwhana was the smell of B.O. and wheat grass. Most notably by the ‘fire dancers’ and hoola hoop dreadfest.

Life is is is is is a circle we all share

There is nothing more beautiful than a woman with hairy pits and a hoola hoop.

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The smartest hot dog cart guy in town set up shop in front of the ledge, guaranteeing he can take the next 5 days off.

No 4.20$ dealz; regular price bitchezzz

This party was a definite excuse to skip last period and get high.  However there was one group I noticed that seemed to be abstaining from the festivities.

Can we taze 'em now? how about now?....

So there you have it.

420.

Weed still isn’t legal or decriminalized.  Downtown wuz flooded with people craving cheetos and far from their suburban ‘hood.  

The lawn of legislature was a f*ckin’ mess.

I can feel tha change happenin'. 'The man' is listenin' man