A Salute To Weed Carriers

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.

This sad story reminds us of two things :

1. You can take the weed from the Weed Carrier, but you can never take the Carrier out of the Weed Holder.

2. There need to be some kind of “Retired Weed Carriers” foundation set-up, so that lost souls like the Junior MAFIA and 2Pac‘s Outlawz can find new direction in life and have a supportive group of peers to lean on when things get rough. Maybe they use the proceeds from B.I.G.s Duets 3 and Tupac’s Lost Answering Machine Messagers albums to set something up.

Has that broad got a ‘stache?