BORN IN A BONG RIP, RAISED BY BUREAUCRACY

Boof du Jour exists because this industry is rotten. Not broken — rotten.

The frauds run brands.The clowns run conferences.The suits print lies and call it journalism.Meanwhile, everyone else eats shit quietly to protect a paycheck.​We’re not here to fix it.

We’re not here to help you.We’re here to document the downfall — and laugh at it.​

Boof du Jour is your favorite brand’s least favorite news outlet.No edits. No favors. No apologies.​If you deserve to get roasted, you will.If you don’t, congratulations — you’re rare.​

We don’t need your approval.We need a front row seat.

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DISCLAIMER, IF YOU INSIST​

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Boof du Jour produces cannabis journalism with a satirical edge.

We cover real stories, real people, and real industry dysfunction—often with humor, exaggeration, and intentional absurdity. Some articles are fictional. Some are factual. Many are both.

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Our goal is to highlight the bizarre truths of modern cannabis through comedy, critique, and cultural commentary. We misquote on purpose. We paraphrase with punchlines. We blur lines. If you're confused, that’s part of the point.

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Nothing on this site should be interpreted as legal advice, medical guidance, or a binding statement of fact.

We are not liable for anyone who takes us literally, seriously, or personally. If you’re upset, feel free to write us a strongly worded email. We may even publish it.

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Names, brands, and public figures may be referenced for satirical or illustrative purposes.

Any similarities to real events or people—living, dead, or just really high—may be coincidental, intentional, or somewhere in between.

By continuing to read, share, or screenshot our content, you acknowledge this.

If that bothers you, you may be better off at Leafly.

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Wanna whine about satire? Use the form below. We’ll file it under L for LOL.