B.B.Y.Y.
The best weed ever. It’s so good it makes you forget your name, your shoes, and your dignity. You’ll probably cry happy tears.
I hit B. B. Y. Y. and forgot my name. Now I’m just 'that guy.'
My brother hit B. B. Y. Y. and started talking to his socks.
I told my dad I got B. B. Y. Y. and he said, 'You’re gonna end up in a trash can.'