Hero of the Olympics comes under fire.

Hell yeah, Michael Phelps smokes weed! I like him even more, but everyone seems to have their panties in a wad about it! I don’t understand people, and I get really upset when I start to hear that something like this could possibly hurt his career, after we ALL cheered for him to win all those gold medals, what was it like eight? I think that alone deserves a nice fat bong hit. Hitting the bong is my favorite way to smoke my lovely plant. Next would be is rolling joints, and or blunts. Really, I’ll smoke weed anyway, I wonder what kind of weed an Olympic gold medal winner smokes? It’s gotta be the sticky icky! Hey Michael hit me up if you ever come to D-town. http://www.thegreenreefer.com/ I got a couple of water pipes we can smoke that good stuff out of. Well Michael sorry to hear this man, don’t let what all these closed minded dumb asses keep you from enjoying the plant. The man and his man made laws are the one that is coming down on you, not the plant. All right I said my piece. FREE MICHEAL PHELPS and LEGALIZE IT! Now what was I doing? Oh yeah, smoking!

Green for Christmas

Boulet here, I just wanted to take the time to let everyone know that The Green Reefer Kick Ass Comic Book Special Number 1 makes a wonderful Christmas gift. The kind that says lets smoke some weed and laugh!

Order it here http://www.thegreenreefer.com/420cafe/420cafehome.htm and give the gift that tells that special someone... I love you, but not as much as weed. So, lets get high and read this!

MERRY CHRISTMAS REEFER FANS!!

Next Reefer set for Jan09 release

Boulet here. All right finally a day off so I’m going to make the most of it and fill everyone in. So it’s been a while since the last post. That’s because we’ve all been off shooting the next episode- Green Reefer THE MOVIE. Check this scene out of D-Town destroyed. It promises to be real fun. We’ve been so busy that I haven’t tried to get anyone to post or update the site (crime has slipped a little), but trust me things are still going on and will be updated in time. Look for the first issue of THE MOVIE to be out mid to late Jan2009. All right gotta go. Six-Pack is drunk and there is a donkey missing.

Hey, Look, it's a new post!

Whew, finally a new post! Boulet, here. I’m sorry I haven’t made the Green Reefer or Six-pack post anything on this blog in a while. Shoot, I haven’t had time to post. We’ve all been busy shooting the next Green Reefer episode. I can’t really say too much, but trust me- it’s gonna be big and beautiful like a fat nug of some Trainwreck. Hell yeah!

We’ll here is the scoop of what’s about to go down…. Soon. In November I will leave the great city of D-Town and travel to the Bay Area. I’ll go ahead and squash all the rumors- THE Green Reefer is not leaving! Our hearts are in this city. Although it would be cool to be in the city that birthed the underground comic.


Crumb. Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers.





Read more about that here

I can only hope one day that the Green Reefer will be among the ranks of these great counterculture legends.

Okay back to reality. I need another hit.

What was talking about? Oh yeah San Fran. I will be heading to San Francisco to attend the A.P.E (Alternative Press Expo) on November 1st and 2nd. If you can make it I’ll shake your hand and blaze one up with ya. Medicinal marijuana is legal there! I love California. Wouldn’t want to live there, but I’ll smoke your legal weed. Actually California probably is a cool place to live. There aren't any beaches in D-Town.

Okay I’m ranting. More on the APE show. Keep reading. New Adventure is starting soon.

[Yells at Six-Pack]

That’s my pizza!

Six-Pack and our new blog icons

Oh man, too much beer drinking lately. My liver screams at me to stop, but I just tell it to shut up. El Cheapo is my favorite beer. Right now I’m chilling, but am told I must post a blog to show off our new blog icons. I look good, I always look good (except when that bastard Boulet draws me. I think he has vendetta against me just cause I messed around with his sister. I don’t know what his problem is. She wasn’t that cute, and she turned out to be a crazy stalker! It really sucks trying to fight crime with an ugly crazy ex-girlfriend stalking you. She would always be jumping out of shadows, scaring me-

What?

[Six-Pack engages conversation with Boulet]

Yes. Uh huh! Whatever man, I may not “technically” fight crime like other superheroes, but I do my share of good in this city. Whatever you say- you don’t know what you’re talking about.

[ … ]

SIDEKICK?! You know what buddy this interview is over! Kiss this!

[Six-Pack points at his rear]

That’s right, kiss it! I’m out of here!

[Six-Pack rips off an imaginary microphone from his chest and throws it to the ground.]

Yeah right back at you Boulet! SIX-PACK OUT!!!!

With so much weed needing to be smoked in this wonderful city of D-Town, I happened to find time to purchase a new pipe. I had no idea of what I was looking for when I walked into the store. I think I really just wanted papers and Six-Pack wouldn’t quit nagging me about some 'Up with Mini Skirts" T-shirt he saw. I’ve been saving up for a sack of dro and I didn’t really have the money, but when I saw it I knew I had to have it. The only way that I can describe it is that it looked like a piece of Kryptonite- and I WANTED it!

With Six-Pack satisfied we managed to avoid a little ‘work detail’ (fighting Super Villians) and make it back to the crib a.k.a Head Quarters. It was relax time, but something was off. AS I smoked some Pineapple Cush out of the new pipe I soon realized what it was. The pipe didn’t have a name. So now the quest to name my new pipe began.

The Superman reference was obvious, and I wanted to stick to that.

But what?.

Kal-El?

Lex Luthor?

A message board suggested Green Lantern.

They were all great names, but nothing seemed to fit it. I was going crazy and Six-Pack wouldn’t stop drunk karaoke singing.

Frustrated I loaded my last nug of Blueberry Crush. Then it hit me.

I knew I wanted to say; “Hand me my pipe, it’s the piece of Kryptonite.”

Calm is restored to the universe.
-GR

Comic Con ends (THANK GOD!)

Three days of worshipping super heroes that don't even come close to how cool I am. Yeah, I was going to go but the Mayor of D-Town said that we needed to give a two weeks notice before leaving the city unprotected, or something like that. I swear I don't know what everyone would do without us. I mean, we really are very important. V.I.S- Very Important Superheros.

Okay, I'm lying. I didn't go to comic-con. The Mayor didn't tell me I couldn't leave. All I did was sit around and smoke weed while I watched a pant less Six-Pack drink himself into a coma. All in all I'd say it was a pretty fun weekend.