I love stoners. I've got a pair of them that regularly send me shite while listening to my show, because apparently I am the coolest person on the planet. I'm not lying, that's been written in several of their notes. I'm surprised there wasn't a 'maaaan' tacked on.
They send me interesting stuff, though. I wouldn't touch the food if my life depended on it, but the records are pretty cool, and one of them sent me a book. Not to mention the drawings. One's pretty good. Bizarre stuff.