Wow. No thought of the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers has crossed my mind in decades.
Their prototypes are mayors of Dem cities or are in Congress or are aides in the White House now. Sign on the grassy area bordering an actual city street said “Great Dope Deals.”
At one time police would have gone into the hippie crash pad and made arrests. Now legal pot dealers compete like shoe stores.
When the members of Canned Heat were arrested at home once, a polite police officer said to a girl in the bedroom. “Your choice of friends isn’t so great but we’re not taking you in. You get to eat your big chocolate bar by yourself, miss.”
He referred to an open foil wrapped bar of potent hashish on the dresser. Didn’t recognize it.