I used to work with this guy who dealt shitty pot on the side, then he got really really really addicted to Xanax and started popping them like tic-tacs. He's dead now. Anyway in slang terms, his pot was considered "mid", while individual pills of Xanax were called "bars". One day he's Xannied out of his mind trying to talk us into buying ozes off him so he'd have more Xanax money, he goes to bother someone else and another co-worker spits out "1-877-Bars-4-Mids" and I had one of those laughter fits like Patrice had during the Up/Down game. Like I pictured the guy buying advertising space and making a commercial where he tells everyone he'll trade his mid weed for Xanax in that sing-songy jingle. Ooh man, this might be one of those stories that's only funny to Jenna.