You're still looking for that jacket from that fateful night we had to crawl home, eh? Dudes around the corner from the Ports: You better put your seat belt on, guys. I'll tell you that much. Booche: I been smoking since I was born, man. I can smoke anything, man. I smoke that Michoacan, man, Acapulco Gold, man. I even smoke that tied stick, you know? DB2.0: I could probably smoke this whole joint and still walk away, man. It wouldn't be no problem at all, man.