ok then kids, 'gather 'round and lissen good! this is the story of weedanahka.
many many years ago there were a group of unfortunate weary pot head settlers. they came from a far away land. first there were the adventurers how journeyed ahead to clear the way and make it all safe. to their name they had one single gram of bud. behind them by 7 days were the supply carriages. that had all their weed, muchies, pipes, soda's, bongs, and everything else needed to start a new colony. all the adventurers had was 1 pound of weed, rifles for enemies and to hunt with, and the clothes on their backs. the supply carriages rested at the same time they did. they would stop at dusk and start again at dawn. that way incase the adventurers ran into trouble such as enimies they would send one back to stop the carriages from walking into a trap. one night when the adventurers stopped they realized they had nothing to smoke out of. these weren't very well sophisticated potheads and had no imagination....so they got on their knees and prayed to mary jane the god of all that's green. "please mary jane help us find a way to smoke our weed." just then a branch fell on the only carpenter of the adventurer's head. while everyone else was asking him if he was alright he was having a brain storm. "quickly, dude...gimmie yo knife!" and the others thought he might of gotten serious head injury (and he would've if he had much of a brain left) and were catious at first to give it to him. "but why?" and he told them "because i'm going to carve us a pipe out of this branch. quickly one handed him his knife. he widdled away for a good two or three hours....trying as fast as he could...when he was done he jumped up and said "look it's finished we may smoke now" they all yelled in happiness and got down on there knees to thank mary jane "oh thank you, mary jane! god of all that is green." well everything went fine...for awhile atleast....they walked and treked for months....eventually they found a place to start their colony with fertile soil and plenty of fresh water. that night they set up a temporary camp place until the week later when the rest would show up....durring the day they worked to clear area cutting down trees and such, being pot heads they didn't believe in wasting so they would eventually use the area for their homes and their growing. they would eventually too use the wood for things they needed and to build houses. and they used the small branches for firewood for that week...they worked until it was dark and then decided to quit for the night and have their toke and off to bed. well they then discovered that they had smoked all but a gram of the pound. they then got on their knees again...."oh mary jane god of everything green...please help us this gram has to last us all week" they decided it was foolish to even think that a gram could last about 20 potheads even an hour much less a week. they pulled out the pipe and decided each person would get one small toke then pass it as quickly as possible to make sure everyone got a hit. well they did...and did ....and did...and finally after one realized the pipe had gone aroudn more than once said "what's wrong here it should be cashed by now." "dude check it, see how much is left....can't be more than ash." the one holding the pipe then checked....he bugged his eyes and started to mumble.....one turned to him and asked him what was wrong. he then handed that man the pipe. "holy shit!" he yelled. this bowl is completley full. another jumped up "you lying mother fucker!" look for yourself he said calmy, handing him the pipe...."dudes! he's right! it's even still green!" it's a miracle another said unbelieving. then the leader..the only carpenter stood up "no, no it's not a miracle. it's mary jane god of all that is green. she has blessed us with this never ending bowl" they all once again got on their knees to thank her then went back to smoking.....they smoked all into the night until each one passed out. the next day they looked again....it had been burned some.....but was stilll for the most part full...they worked through the days clearing area. and at night would smoke on the blessed bowl. it lasted them six extra nights....until the supply carriages had arrived....they told of their adventure and how mary jane blessed them. from that day on they prayed to mary jane for everything and got most of their wishes....at harvest they got 15 pounds of pure dried bud from each plant and grew lots of vegetables and found lots of bison, bears and other good meat (at the time). and to this day their decendents smoke seven bowls every night in honor of mary jane god of all that is green, and the miracle of weedanahka when a single gram sized bowl lasted them a total of seven nights.
