i mean really? they always had the munchies hard core. and look at shaggy, long hair, always paranoid about ghosts and shit, he even talked like the stereotypical stoner "like yea man". i think that whenever fred was like "lets split up gang" scooby and shagg blazed a doobie
agreed i mean the dude was so hungry all the time he ate dog food. they musta been smoken some good shit
No offense but this is like the oldest observation in the world They did a Harvey Birdman episode about it years ago [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4H0EXhVxt9c"]YouTube- Shaggy Busted[/ame]
Does anyone not think they were stoners? [ame="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R76jSM7GfYc"]YouTube - Scooby and Shaggy Busted[/ame]
of course man the original show ran in the 60' and 70's. if it wasnt a kids show im pretty sure they would have shown shag and scoob firin up a big honkin tater every chance they got lol
I'll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with: First, there is this supermodel wanna-be chick. Yeah, okay, she is pretty hot, but damn is she completely useless. The girl is constantly fixing her hair or putting on make-up. She is extremely self-centred and has never once considered the needs or wants of anyone but herself. She is as dumb as a box of rocks, and I still find it surprising that she has enough brain power to continue to breathe. The next chick is completely the opposite. She might even be one of the smartest people on the planet. Her career opportunities are endless, and yet she is here with us. She is a zero on a scale of 1 to 10. I'm not sure she even showers, much less shaves her "womanly" parts. I think she might be a lesbian, because every time we drive by the hardware store she moans like a cat in heat. But the jewel of the crowd has got to be the fucking stoner. And this guy is more than just your average pothead. In fact, he is baked before he comes to work, during work, and I'm sure after work. He probably hasn't been sober any time in the last ten years, and he's only 22. He dresses like a beatnik throwback from the 1960's, and to make things worse, he brings his big fucking dog to work. Every fucking day I have to look at this huge Great Dane walk around half-stoned from the second-hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even think it's trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Also, both of them are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops to McDonald's and Burger King, every single fucking day. Anyway, I drive these fucktards around in my van and we solve mysteries and shit.