A recent illustration for LA Weekly. The article talks about what happened when Ben and Keith go to one of those shady Venice Beach doctors, got a scrip, and then bought pot at a dispensary or two. "Though we've got to great lengths to be legal, we're suddenly a pair of paranoid ninth graders. And, again, we've surely paid too much: We're probably supposed to be tasting hints of boysenberry and coriander, but all I can smell is garbage."
Read more about the adventures online HERE