Wiz Khalifa was again cited for marijuana possession, this time in Nashville Saturday night, which is like finding out Toby Keith got cited for grabbing a sweet badonkadonk at the honkey tonk. Internet, when is Wiz NOT in possession of marijuana?
As I’ve written before, the man sings ODES to weed. He has an album of songs almost entirely dedicated to weed. He throws rolling papers out to his crowds.
It is his schtick.
According to police reports, officers responded to a Holiday Inn in Nashville on Saturday night, where front desk personnel told police they had already told guests in a seventh-floor room they had received complaints of marijuana odor.
Officers immediately noticed the pot smell coming from room 725, according to police reports.
When police knocked, Lonnie Howard, 27, of Hazelwood opened the door and Mr. Khalifa, 24, threw a marijuana cigarette out the window, police said.
Police asked if there was any more pot in the room.
Mr. Howard said there was not, then said he had some in his pocket, according to police reports. Police documented varying totals for the amount of pot in his pocket, but it was at least 2.7 grams.
I’m about to say the uncoolest uncool thing that ever uncooled in Pittsburgh.
I’m not cool with Wiz too much.
I love Black and Yellow and I love that he loves Pittsburgh and gosh darn it, I love me some DJ Bonics like you would not believe. But Wiz?
I’m tired of the stoner schtick and I’m especially not liking him lighting up enough weed in the Holiday Inn that guests on the floor smelled it enough to be driven to complain. And I’m not liking him not listening to hotel staff when he was alerted that complaints were coming in. It’s just so damn selfish. What if it was a pregnant woman next door? Or small children? Pregnant women are obsessive about staying away from REGULAR smoke, so you can imagine how much they would try to avoid marijuana smoke. And I’d probably freak a little if I thought my kids were inhaling second-hand marijuana smoke.
This is the Holiday Inn after all, not the Ritz Carlton. It’s not the right place to pull rock star attitude and thump your chest and say, “I will smoke what I want. I say who! I say when! I say who!”
I think I’m just quoting Pretty Woman now.
I don’t know. Just grow up, I guess. Smoke your weed on your tour bus and maybe check your checking account because I’m pretty sure you can afford better than the Holiday Inn.
Was Howard Johnson’s full?