Engorged on dank-infused cookies and candies and lollipops. Swallowing pot-prepared pizza and ganja-laced linguini! ---- As I reach for your organs to put in the oven, I make sure they are slathered in weed butter. Delicate the kidneys are, I place them on the top shelf, two get me the highest. The taste is euphoric. ---- Simply not enough tasty stuff for my love of weed based delicacies! The crew's been smoking up a lot lately... That, I know. That, I know well. I bet their blood is brimming with that good-good. Lured in, one by one. Slain by my own hand to be ingested for organ(ic) edibles. No longer will I stoop so low standards as baking flower into my bread... When I can simply chop up some hippies, eat them after they're dead! Kill your friends, dice them up-not before you smoke them out. Roast their butts, ingest their guts, just go fucking nuts.