Poor old es, can't you see -- YOU are my pet moonbat. My very own yapping, flapping moonbat, optimized to amuse with your feeble retorts and laughable, logic-defying theories on just about everything.
And weed is your thing -- http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/2967484/posts?q=1&;page=51 -- judging by the memorable time you argued that it's a cure-all for every illness conceivable.
Can’t you see, you are trapped in your own bizarre imagination!
Lost in pagan idolatry, serving your daddy, despising reality that keeps invading through each contact with normal humans.
Dig your sand hole deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper....