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So you’ve got your 420 party plans all locked down. You’ve got the party invite. Your peeps are in check. You’ve picked up some choice grams of Don Cristo to impress the fellas

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So you’ve got your 420 party plans all locked down. You’ve got the party invite. Your peeps are in check. You’ve picked up some choice grams of Don Cristo to impress the fellas. It’s gonna be a long—but fun—night. But before you head out into the Wild Green Yonder, make sure you check yourself before you wreck yourself and consult our checklist of 420 Essentials.

CASH AND A DEBIT CARD

It’s always a good idea to have a few Jacksons in your purse and wallet (last-minute trip to the drive-thru, anyone?) and some plastic just in case. Money may be the root of all evil—but it also comes in handy when you totally, absolutely need to raid the candy aisle at 7-Eleven.

YOUR DOCTOR’S RECOMMENDATION

Cuz you never know when you’ll need a few extra grams to keep the festivities going.

EYEDROPS

Sure, you might be partaking with fellow patients . . . but you never know who you might run into unexpectedly (Hey, uh . . . Aunt Mildred. Fancy seeing you here.). Clear eyes can mean out of sight, out of mind.

BREATH MINTS

Visine for your mouth. Hey, we all love the smell of a fine kush—but when your breath smells like a dispensary’s floor, it’s time to grab the nearest Tic Tac.

DIRECTIONS TO THE PARTY

Seriously, you think you have them, but you don’t. Double-check. Avoid the “I swear the party was gonna be on this street” dilemna.

A FULLY CHARGED CELL PHONE BATTERY

For stoned texting. Trust us, you’re gonna be doing some of that.

LIGHTERS

That’s lighters with an “s.” They get lost or disappear mysteriously all the time. Don’t sweat the guy Bogarting that joint. I’d worry about the Bic he’s clutching in his fist. Unless you want to start rubbing two sticks together . . .

SNEAK-A-TOKE

Sometimes you want to get the party going on your way to the party. It’s called front-loading, folks.

A CRASH PAD

At 3 o’clock in the morning, driving bleary-eyed from North Hollywood to Garden Grove suddenly seems like a looooooooong way to go. Line up a crash pad—either at the party or somewhere close.

 

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