So I'm just sitting around my apartment waiting for my friend to come over to have a nice smoke sesh. Well he calls me and asked if I minded if he brought a friend along. Of course I didn't mind since he said it was his dealer and he had some dank. Well they get to my apartment so I open the door and this guy he brought along was a huge 49yr old Rastafarian Man. (I'm 24, friend is 26) This guy had dreads down to about the middle of his back, super fucking red eyes, and has the biggest stoner grin on his face I've ever seen. I couldn't help myself and let out a small chuckle because he was like a walking stereotype. He had some slow ass reactions it was funny, you'd say something to him and it would take at least 5 seconds for it to click in his head and respond.So I'm getting ready to roll a J then this Rastafarian guy say wait and pulls out an eighth J. Of course my facial expression was like and he was like So we smoked the J, I bought a 1/4, and they left. I dont really know the point of this story just figured I'd share it because it was my first time smoking with a Rastafarian, this guy was fucking hilarious though, I got his number probably gonna start buying from him, he has some dank. EDIT: Im pretty high right now so if this doesn't make sense I'm sorry.