LimitsChapter 9 Pot Party
It was unavoidable. Sooner or later my buds -- stoners, slackers, dweebs, misfits -- would be showing up at my back door, wondering why the neighborhood dope den has suspended operations. The first of them to drop in was Joey (Dude) Durham, the night of our big extended family feast. "Dude" was a self-appointed nickname, since he'd attempted to see The Big Lebowski at least 30 times -- "attempted" because he kept falling asleep. I'm all but convinced he's never made it all way...