“Who is 420?” asked a sightseeing couple last Wednesday. They had stayed in Ybor City later than they should have and suddenly found themselves surrounded by mild-mannered dope fiends giggling their way to The Improv for the 420 Friendly Comedy Show.
Emma and I were trying to hand out the last few tickets to the show. We kept running into people who acted offended that we assumed they were interested in a pot friendly show, or those, like the vacationing couple, who thought 420 was the name of a hip-hopper who their children might enjoy.
We quickly decided if someone had to ask what 420 meant, they weren’t interested in comedy dedicated to extended monologues about how pot should be the U.S’s weapon against subduing terrorism, as well as spats about the perfection of Doritos.
The problem was that Emma and I were trying to be politically correct,
This article appears in Aug 6-12, 2008.