On this rare convergence of the celebrations of Easter and the herb fest of 420, we extend our congratulations to all the Christ-believers who like to smoke marijuana, on your double bonus holiday. A toke or two makes egg hunts so much more fun and relatives a little more tolerable.
It is also oddly enough the same date that Adolph Hitler was pooped out of his mom’s snatchenvager in 1889. A constant reminder to me that we must remain vigilant in the fight against fascism – even in 2014 – is how many neo-Nazi knuckledraggers in this country that still look up to that evil little shitstain with the Chaplin mustache.
If you think Hitler’s birthday should be a celebration – and not a day to contemplate the horrible shit people can do, and maybe how we can prevent future Adolphs – I happily invite you to go fuck your inhuman self.
For everyone else, please remember: not every day is Easter, but every day can be 420.
