Happy B-Day, Now Let’s Get High…
Go away Hallmark. With your stuffed bears holding plastic hearts and your cookie cutter well wishes. Your rows of squawking cards tailor made to induce nausea to adults and to incur the wretched finger scratching of children hunting for twenty dollar bills. Those rich chocolates from Belgium you sell at the counter are cool though. Very delicious. Those we like.
BUT!!! We are cannasseurs and we are legion and we like to wish someone a happy birthday the stoner way. With pot oriented witticisms, racy puns and at times with a remark that is neither here nor there and/or completely unrelated to the conversation at hand. So we ask, where is our Hallmark, dammit?
Native Bear heeds the call and satiates the ravenous appetite of the classy stoner. With a clever card that reads, “Holy Smokes, It’s Your Birthday.” With a luscious pair of lips holding a joint. Sweet, subtle and unmistakably 420. Now add a little bud to the envelope and slip it to the birthday girl while she tries to blow out the trick candles. The gag that keeps on giving.
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