Another week, another dead weed carrier. This shit is hazardous (that’s word to Godfather Don). The unfortunate incident with this kid “maybe or maybe not” throwing money around reminds me of how a lot of today’s trends are just shittier versions of old ones. For example, the whole “Make it rain” deal with tossing wads of cash into the air is just a cornier version of the Houston tradition of “Big Bank Take Little Bank”, which involved local hustlers throwing down money clips in the bathroom in an attempt to outdo one another and take the lesser “banks” dough. At least they had the good sense to do that shit behind closed doors. (more…)

Here’s a classic weed carriers incident (I’m suprised Hashim didn’t beat me to this scoop), as reported in The Evening Standard:

A mini-riot erupted at Heathrow airport after rapper Snoop Dogg and a 30-strong entourage clashed with police in a departure lounge.

The men - mostly minders - apparently turned violent after being refused entry to a first-class lounge, smashing up a duty free shop, throwing bottles and attacking officers.

It took riot police over an hour to arrest the “20-stone men”, who were then led out in handcuffs, with one shouting: “This is how it goes down in LA.”

It seems that our British friends refer to weed carriers as weed “minders”, which works just as well I guess.

The whole incident seems to have started when the chronic carriers were denied entry to the flight lounge because they didn’t have first class tickets, which I guess is essential if you plan on mooching free booze. All I can say is that Snoop must figure that if he sperads his stash over 30 carreirs then maybe none of them will have enough ‘dro for the sniffer dogs to catch the scent.

You can fit a lot of herb under that jacket.

Biggie Smalls #1 Weed Carrier, the “wonderful” Cease-A-Leo, has still not found closure on his old bosses’ untimely death, despite the fact that he got ethered/bodied/lit-up/sonned over ten years ago. It seems that despite holding Lil’ Kim’s bags for a while, Cease is unable to come to terms with the fact that Big Poppa doesn’t need him to carry his “pot” (thanks MTV!). As a result, the Junior MAFIA frontman has spent the last few years driving around New York with large quantites of cheeba under the seat, in the vein hope that B.I.G. will return to this planet (not unlike the way that Scientologists have an office for L. Ron Hubbard at all of their “churches”). As if that situation wasn’t strange enough, it seems that fellow WC Larceny “allegedly had a loaded .22-caliber Beretta semi-automatic pistol”, which was also intended for the Black Frank White to use when if he happened to return from the dead, JC-style, over the Easter holidays. (more…)

With all the fall-out in the wake of last year’s traumatic Roc-A-Fella break-up, perhaps it was inevitable State Property weed carriers the Young Gunz would get lost in the shuffle.

After all, their bag’s proprietor, Beanie Sigel, had no shortage of problems of his own, serving a short prison stint while having his album released by the woefully inept and possibly now-defunct Damon Dash Music Group.

Hence, I wasn’t exactly shocked to read in today’s Mixtape Monday column at MTV that the Young Gunz have fallen on hard times and have actually moved back into the same houses they grew up in, in Philadelphia.

Shockingly, the group’s second album, Brothers From Another, didn’t perform well commercially. Their record label, Roc-A-Fella, refused to release a second single, after whatever their first single was tanked.

“I blame [the label] but I also blame ourselves. We didn’t get in the streets and bust our ass with [promoting the album] like we did Tough Luv,” sayeth bag handler Young Chris.

Lord knows it can be tough for a young weed carrier these days without the bag’s proprietor around to lend guidance and support.

Due to the many recent news incidents involving weed carriers, it seemed like a good time to bring this shit back. Some of the old crew will be back on board, plus Bol and Combat Jack will be joining the squad.

I’ll be redesigning the layout over the next few days, but expect some new content this weekend.

The new issue of Vibe, with Jamie Foxx on the cover gives props to hip-hop blogs and specifically name drops this here site, A Salute to Weed Carriers.

I, and my weed carrying brethren appreciate the mention, though this doesn’t change the fact that Vibe carries weed for both XXL and Complex Magazine.

The Guardian has an article about weed carriers. The writer is sloppy, and I doubt some of the facts, but I thought this was funny:

“Mad, bad rapper Xzibit has a designated weed buddy whose job is to smoke “the chronic” with him during interviews, so he might have hilarious exchanges about being “high as a motherfucker”.

Crazy.

At the bottom of the article there’s a list of rappers and what their carriers do.

HBO’s Entourage is the first tv show to salute weed carriers. The show is about a young movie star who moves from New York to Hollywood and takes with him his brother and two friends- his weed carriers.

The show is cool because it portrays the carriers as positive anchors for the actor guy. I’m hoping for a plot line this season where they literally carry his weed and take the heat of a drug bust for him.