Mashed Crab at Christmas. Weed up! Or more playful tunes from the Crabster…..
Silent WEED, holy WEED All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Toker and Spliff Holy WEED so tender and mild
Sleep in stoned peace Sleep in stoned peace
Silent WEED, holy WEED!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from the burning spliff Heavenly hosts sing I’m wasted!
Spliff the Saviour is here Spliff, the Saviour is HERE!
Silent WEED, holy WEED
Son of a bitch, love’s pure light
Radiant beams from Thy stoned face
With the dawn of the munchies
Spliff, nice, at anytime Spliff, nice, at anytime
So it’s clear, is it not, that the pursuit of hedonism is MUCH more important than some daft holy festival UNLESS, of course, you can combine the two. Ask for your own rolling kit, an ounce of your favourite cannabis and just enjoy the day. Share a spliff with Auntie Mabel, a toke with Uncle Flop and a bucket bong with Grannie and I can guarantee two things. One, the day will be a very chilled affair. And two, there won’t be any left overs at lunch, or dinner, or supper for that matter.
Just make sure you don’t leave before you go, that you remove your face from the iron once it’s nice and flat and obviously roll the fat after the film has started….
So 80 tokes fans, now it’s nearly Christmas just remember to roll another fat one and get high, high high while you ho, ho, ho………..Merry Christmas!