Try Watching New Yorkers Attempt The Beer/Weed Knockout Challenge Without Wishing They Were You
Revolutionary. After knowing this exists, I don’t know how I’ve been going through life without it. In the olden days, I had to take a bong rip, chug a beer, and THEN blow out the smoke. Shit was work. So now you’re telling me all I have to do is Grip It, Flip It, and Rip It to blast off into the stratosphere? I’ll go get my space suit.
Save me a seat next to the old dude pictured above. We turnin’ up together.