Of NASCAR and String CheeseJeff: Weedmaster P, Sit down with me and let's drink this bottle of whiskey and get buck wild.
Weedmaster P: NO THANKS KEMOSABE I AM ON THE HOOCH TRAIN TO DRY CITY
Jeff: But I thought you loved retarding your motor skills at the expense of your digestive system!
Weedmaster P: I USED TO BUT THEN I DECIDED I NO LONGER WANT TO FEEL JUST LIKE A MAN WHO THINKS NASCAR IS FASCINATING
Jeff: I see. You'd rather feel like a guy who thinks jam bands are awesome.
Weedmaster P: YOU TAKE THAT BACK YOU SON OF A BITCH
Jeff: I'm sorry.