The small pieces of weed that one finds possibly down the back of the couch, or scattered around the carpet at a pertinant rolling spot that keep an avid potsmoker going until the next avaliable oppertunity to score some serious buda.
angelo - "oh my frickin god man theres nee weed left in the tin, what the f*ck"???
hannelore - dont worry mate ill ratch the quonk from around the table that will keep us goin until lance gets home with the henry.
angelo - fricken awesome.