Wednesday, 16 February 2011

To my followers

To all my followers, first of all I owe you an apology, sorry.
I am sorry for not tuning into your blogs, which probably have had some great posts.
My reason for this is shameful, and I do not want you to think I have differed, I am still the same DankMan you all know and love.
This story begins in California, land of the smokers, Me and My buddy Derek, took a car journey there. We decided to stay there for a couple of nights and went to stay at an old stoner-friends house. We partook in stoner activities such as smoking bowls, J's and eating, alot. after a few days of playing catch up, me and Derek, loved the weed from Cali so much, we decided to buy a few ounces, and by when I say a few ounces I mean 9 ounces. So we said farewell to our old stoner buddy, and made our way back home. on the freeway doing 89 on the 90 and guess who was on our tail, thats right. the police. After a quick talk he asked me to step out of the vehicle, heart pumping, I listened and tried to act casual, he told me he could smell weed in the car and asked for a search of my vehicle, to which I refused.
Just to my luck, canine unit was local and decided to bring their mutt for a sniff, after 20 minutes of sweating shaking and giving my buddy Derek THAT look. we ended up in county jail, with nobody on the outside world answering their phones (Assholes), therefore nobody on the outside to post us bail, we was quite litterally, screwed.
Our hearing was yesterday, and we beat the charge of attempting to distribute marijuana.
but pleaded guilty to personal use, to which we got a $600 fine and 12 days of jail time, which we didnt even receive an apology for.
Long story short. do not pick up nine ounces!

Thursday, 3 February 2011

Another story for my followers!

My life is honestly far from normal. I mean yeah I got a job, but ill tell you the truth followers, if I didn't participate in the recreational smoking of marijuana my life would be boring. I wouldn't walk the way I usually walk, I wouldn't talk the way I usually talk. This story brings us to a man, I'm going to refer to this man as "dollars". Dollars is a guy who will honestly, F*** you up if your high. Do you know why? because dollars is the type of guy who appears only when your high. literally.
So i was walking through my area, high as balls, when all of a sudden I see dollars, he is a homeless man who walks quicker then being on a bus. We exchanged greetings, when he said something to me, with a can of beer in his hand, He said "Look at things you wouldn't normally look at, experience the world", taking advice from a homeless guy is something none of us do. ever. so me being a normal stoner decided to laugh it off and walk away. strolling down to my nearest fast food joint, caught up in my thoughts, high as balls still, I heard a super bike, this wasn't any normal super bike either, it was coming FAST. I looked at the road, super bike still not in sight, anticipating this motor vehicle, when it finally came into sight. Traffic in front of it and still not stopping I was hoping there wasn't going to be a crash, that's when He hit His front brake, the back wheel of the bike come up and left this guy balancing on his front wheel for a good 7 seconds.Through out all of those seconds He looked directly at me. He spun an illegal u turn and sped off the same way He came. What a weird thing to see. and that's when I remembered the words of dollars, He told me to look at things I wouldn't normally look at.
Long story short. Experience everything. Don't be focused on making money, or materialistic things like that, live your life because if you died and your life was shown back to you, what would you rather have a person going out seeing things, some people wished to see, or somebody waking up with bills on their mind. I know what id rather.
Moral of this story is you don't have to live in a nice area, in a nice house, with a nice family, to experience the wonders of this world.

King L requested by follower

Tuesday, 1 February 2011

Daily Smoker - roll a joint - Holy Cross

Just a little something for my blog, I havent forgotten about you guys!
More storys to come, its been a hell of a week
also get your questions in do you want to ask me something?
I will answer.

Saturday, 29 January 2011

Lunch break

While on lunch break today, i was smoking a little wake me up J, when the police, on patrol, was sighted. As all high people who see police i started to panic, I threw my j on the floor and scraped it until i was sure it was ripped into shreds underneath my foot. I put on my Coolface.jpg and casually nodded to them. They walked past, with faces showing no emotion, and that's when the anxiety hit me. I ran. I ran faster then I ever ran before, it was exhilarating hadn't felt this young since I was 16. Now I'm running through the back roads of where i work ( a city based firm), i hadn't been this deep in to the areas so i had to improvise, running through estates while hearing police man try and shout me down, long story short, the estate I decided to run through was a crime ridden one, and a police car shut me down on the other side, with nothing actually incriminating on me, they decided they'd had to let me go, when asked why i started running i was simply lost for words and answered why not? Long story short guys, if you are blazing some of that endo and you see the local force, please just keep it cool, especially if they haven't started asking questions.

Monday, 24 January 2011


I am The Dank Man and this is my introduction to the world of Blogging. so we will start with some FAQ.
What the F*** are you doing here on blogspot?
I started an account after partaking in forums. i noticed i was the one starting most of the threads and thought you know what i could bring my ideas to blogspot.
The Dank Man? if I didnt know any better you're just a drug addict, 
why should I be intrested in your blog?
Yes my Alias The Dank Man has been perpetrated from the social drug of marijuana. I am not a drug addict, i socially smoke marijuana and have never touched anything else.
OK, Mr Dank Man what kind of material will your blog contain?
Its THE Dank Man not Mr, and My blog will contain a whole heap of diffrent things, from stoner guides to stoner storys, ways how to make money online and tips and tricks of life.
I want you to see me as an uncle, an uncle you can ask anything and i will try my best to aid you.