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.

The Fourth of July VS Six-Pack

Ah man, how was everyone’s Fourth? Me? I spent this years 4th of July trying to bail Six-Pack out of jail. It seems he began the day, innocently enough, drinking Coronas. Maybe it was a little early, it was 7:00am. Anyway as the day winds on he finds himself in the back of a movie theater "WHOOPING" at the screen and certain members of the audience. Needless to say our favorite friends in blue came and took Six-Pack to a place where he couldn’t hurt himself any more. I knew I had to bail my sidekick out, but I also had to buy that bad ass bag of dro. So funds were low, and Six-Pack had to wait out his jail sentence, or sleep out, as he told me he did. So happy Fourth to all my Reefer heads out there and too everyone else- this blunts for you, and for the two days Six-Pack had to sleep it off in Sing Sing. . Haha! -GR

Honored to be honored.

I just found out the the talented Chief Green Bud is gonna write a song about me and Six-Pack. I won't say that this isn't a long time coming (it is), we just feel honored to be honored. YEAH RIGHT! This is gonna ROCK! Me and the Chief are gonna blaze you out with ganja for your ears!
-GR

I don't like this

Right now I’m chillin’. I’m always chillin’! An’ now I’m told I have to stop chillin' to post on this internet thing? Don’t get me wrong- I love my fans. I just hate work. Six-Pack out.

Happy fathers Day

Even though I don't have any children I wish every father out there a fat bag of weed to smoke, and if you don't smoke weed (which you should) give the bag to me or Six-Pack. PEACE