Known for his preposterous antics, massive amounts of blazing, wild sexual escapdes and total lack of shame, his reputation spread throughout the greater Los Angeles area as word of his notoriety grew. Such epic stories include royalty threesomes, ritual salt baths, destruction of public property, half-ounce spliffs, telepathic mind control, cancelling a private institution and photo lab blowjobs, amongst many others.
While his appearances are now few and far between, one can glimpse a vision of him on weekend evenings, in clubs, bars, streets corners and dreams.
The reputation never dies...
I've never seen anyone smoke as much chronic as Papa J did yesterday morning.