This is a game we like to call Dart & Farts. To play it, you’ll need the following: weed and/or hash, papers, lighter, darts, a bit of money, access to car and/or public transportation and the map of your city. The concept is simple as fuck, so any mook can participate. Basically, every mook gets three darts …Read More

It’s the type of challenge that occurs when mooks are stoned out of their asses with rampant munchies, talking about “I bet I can eat more than you” or “I once ate 69 hot-dogs, true story guy”. Yeah, we’ve all witnessed this go down, but 99% of the time it’s just a bunch of outlandish, …Read More

As days get shorter and the weather becomes colder, most of the population falls into depression with thoughts of a long winter ahead and are mentally preparing themselves for the seasonal hibernation. The mooks, on the other hand, are still out here doing what we do best: Get drunk or die trying. November was an …Read More

The Rez is quite the mysterious place for us immigrants. All we know is that there are cheap cigarettes and fireworks galore, as we demonstrated in this post. For most people it’s a mystical world where the streets have no names and the residents don’t have to pay taxes. Grimy mooks such as myself have heard countless outlandish stories about this that …Read More

It went down like this: Tron told me about his boy that has possibly the most filthy pad a mook has ever seen and right away my eyes lit up like a pin-ball machine when you hit the high score. Not only was this apartment like a museum of total disregard towards one’s standard of living, but …Read More

Real taco, I’m not so much of a mook but I’ve been told that I know how to hold one down. If it hasn’t been made explicitly clear by now, one thing that significantly contributes to a mook’s day-to-day happiness is good food. Eating is something that we all have to do to survive, but …Read More

This next post is dedicated to all my die hard fellow pot smokers with rituals. To all the motherfuckers who still get exited when they spark a spliff right on 4:20. To all you tokers out there who are convinced that food tastes better when you’re high. To all the mooks that blaze daily and will go across town just to fulfill their munchie fantasies. Weather you rock a bong with the Skittles and BBQ chips combo or you go all out with 30$ salad blunts and hit up Au Pied De Cochon, this one is for you. Happy 4:20.

In this special edition Chronicles Of The Toots Man x Grub Life Mooksy Collins and I plunge in to the core of the matter. We reviewed two Sativa strains and two spots for classic smoked meat. Being professionals with many years of experience, the data gathered is cunningly precise and is charted as official science. We hypothesized, experimented and analyzed- what follows is the breakdown of a mooked out scientific method.

HTO: It’s hard to tell who has a stronger rep in Montreal, Loe Pesci or his father Nantha. Real talk – If you don’t know at least one of them, you are not a certified All City Chilleur. Often, it’s hard to tell who is the bigger mook between them. Like father like son. Both …Read More

Fantasy hip hop restaurants and fake menus are funny indeed but we finna get in to some real food on this one. I had the pleasure of doing a small shoot for my favorite sushi spot in Montreal the other day. It’s only right I reveal some secrets and give you a run though on one of the best kept secrets in town. I present to you Queen Sushi, Mook Life style.

I woke up on this foggy fall afternoon thinking of my green eyed love. I had just gotten a few nugs of this Power Plant and was eager to try it. I love Sativas. My boy hollered at me to come over. He had one last nugget of that Purp Kush he wanted me to …Read More

I know what you’re thinking, what the fuck does food have to do with Mook shit? Part of what makes someone a Mook is living by your basic instincts. You don’t need society to break down your priorities in life for you, you make your own. What could be more basic than the instinct to …Read More