Never-ending joint
A rasta was walking down the street one day when a pixie pounced on him.
"Today is your lucky day!" said the pixie. "I'm gonna give you two wishes. What will the first one be?"
The rasta thinks for a moment and then says, "I want a never-ending joint."
So the pixie snaps his fingers and there is this king-sized joint.
The rasta jacks it up and starts puffing. After five hits the joint is still the same length. Next the rasta says, "...And number two?" The rasta replies, "This is so cool man! Gimme another one!"
