Tony Stewart: Don’t fear the reefer

August 18th, 2008 | Posted by PostmanE

Dude, Tony Stewart. Dude. What’s the deal, man? I’m over here, in my cubicle listening to my dub-step, trying to mellow out. Yeah man. Maybe play a little Rock Band later. Maybe watch some Aqua Teen. Not sure, you know? Just trying to live my life a day a time, and it’s hard, you know, because life is difficult dude and that’s why you have to take time for yourself and just think, man, like, look at the Olympics right now. Think about that. That shit is crazy, man. China, man. Crazy.

Anyway, Tony, dude, what’s up man? I thought we were buddies, and now you’re totally over here harshing me man. Harshing my mellow with your casual and comical ignorance of proper drug lingo:

Stewart, who revels in jousting with the media, jumped in: “What kind of crack are you on? You must be smoking pot grass.”

“Pot grass.” Bwahaha. Nobody smokes “pot grass,” Tony. They smoke bud weed, and occasionally they top themselves off with a little beer alcohol. Duh.

(HT: TSB, which totally just geeked me out, dude.)