Inside the Worst Night in Weed: The Boof du Jour “Worst of 4/20 Awards”
By Boof du Jour Editorial Staff
Photos by Regret, Shame & Auto-Focus
Last night, a crowd of cannabis execs, LinkedIn gurus, washed-up brand reps, and freshly demoted CMOs gathered in the glow of green neon and false hope.
They weren’t there to celebrate excellence.
They were there to confront it.
Hosted at a converted bingo hall-turned-ballroom (with zero fire exits and full bar), the first-ever Boof du Jour Presents: Worst of 4/20 Awards delivered exactly what the industry didn’t ask for — accountability in the form of applause, open bar pours, and public shaming.
The Green Carpet: Where Ego Goes to Die
The event began with a fully soaked “green carpet” — not by design, but by accident, after a Dutchie sales rep dropped his bong in front of the venue. Guests posed for photos in front of a branded step-and-repeat featuring the logos of brands we openly mocked on the invite.
Yes, they still showed up.
Even the nominees didn’t know if they were actually nominees or just on a list of people we hate. But they smiled. Some waved. One even live-streamed it. Bold move for someone nominated for Worst LinkedIn Personality.
The Boof Buffet
Inside, guests were greeted with a spread of weed-themed food no one asked for:
Scalloped Pothead-oes
Weed? Brownies (Unlabeled)
Medicated Mac & Cheese presented by Wana and Tyson 2.0 — two brands that paid to cater but didn’t know we were mocking them until the signs were printed.
No one knew which items were dosed.
This was intentional.
The Ceremony: A Slow-Motion Car Crash
After a few too many Keef Root Beers and at least one “bathroom dab gone wrong,” the lights dimmed and the Worst of 4/20 ceremony began.
The emcee — wearing a weed leaf sport coat with rolling papers in every pocket — welcomed the room with the words:
“Tonight’s not about who wins. It’s about who admits they lost a long time ago.”
One of the early surprises? A pop-up appearance by President Donald J. Trump, now serving as interim Chairman of Good Day Farm. He took the podium, took a long sip of infused root beer, and declared:
“Make GDF great again — we’re talking dry flower, bad signage, and no loyalty program. That’s the America I know.”
The crowd stood. Whether in protest or applause remains unclear.
Post-Ceremony Debauchery: Vape Clouds and Public Crying
With trophies reluctantly accepted and photos reluctantly posted, the crowd funneled into the VIP Lounge, where things truly unraveled.
A jazz band called Dank Sinatra & the Terp Tones played one song on loop for 43 minutes.
Dutchie reps tried to troubleshoot their own software in real time.
Someone live-pitched a new “low-dose chicken nugget brand” called NugzUp™ — we think it got funded.
And finally, a full after-party meltdown, where multiple award winners joined in a champagne-fueled conga line, while a screen behind them glowed:
“Let’s Boog.”
A Moment in Weed History
This wasn’t your average industry gala. There were no PR wins here. No investor deck upgrades. No Eaze promo codes.
Just a cold, hard, Keef-fueled night of calling it exactly what it is: boof.
But in the chaos — something beautiful happened. People laughed. People cried. People finally admitted their brand design is terrible and their edibles taste like drywall.
That’s progress.
⬇️ And Now… the Winners.
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