Right now my fellow proletariats are making money off the middle class selling them weed. Where it’s legalized, it’s the bourgeoisie selling to the bourgeoisie. It’s bullshit. I never have enough money for weed and I don’t believe in stealing unless it is gas from the bourgeoisie. So to deal with the horror of having shitty parents and no money I started huffing gas and different cleaning products.
That shit got me high and was Marxist as fuck.
Pot is a drug for the leisure class—not the working class. Huffing gas gets you real fucked for ten minutes but then I’m coherent again so I can do some bullshit jobs like walk middle-class or rich people’s dogs, clean bird shit off their cars, or whatever the bourgeoisie need while they Netflix and eat bullshit from Trader Joe’s. On 4/20 they reek of pot and wish me a happy 4/20.
I fucking hate pot because it reminds me of those heartless fucks. They ruined pot for me, so I’ve been huffing gas for the last 7 years. But I have had recent realization. I now feel the working class like myself should gets its own drug holiday.
I think 4/21 should be inhalants day. My fellow workers deserve a moment to take their troubles away during the workday too. So on 4/21 at 4:21 find some gasoline, glue, or guitar cleaner (I worked at Guitar Center) and huff away. Let the wah-wah-wah sound bring you peace and remind you that the revolution will come, and soon we won’t be huffing gas but using it to burn down the bourgeoisie!