Well if mindless pot-smoking jokes, cartoons about dogs getting high and the worst kind of nostalgia — the sixties kind — is your thing, then I suggest you pick up the printed-on-hemp Rolling Papers. Otherwise, besides the insistence that pot is the best thing ever, this zine has no redeeming qualities. Oh wait, it’s supposed to be a joke….well that changes everything…dude, I’m so high….dude….
V.2, / 8 pp. / Somewhere in Toronto