Ditch the Tricks and Treat Yourself this Halloween
You came for Jams & Joints. You stayed for our first Reefers & Reads. Now, turn up the horror with us in Chapter 2. We’re not here to tell you that you should be reading (whatever Dad!). Or what you should be reading (come on, Mom!). But we do have some favorite titles circulating around Dad Grass HQ this spooky season (and we're inviting you to join the Book Club that nightmares are made of).
This Halloween, our book list is filled with some sinfully sublime reads. So ditch the kids and treat yourself with a story that won’t let you sleep for a week, plus some weed that’ll have you chillin like a villain.
By Mary Shelley
Pairs Well With: Mom Grass 10 Pack
Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus, is an 1818 novel that - albeit a little before our time - basically invented the science fiction genre - and it’s still the best horror novel out there, bar none. “It is true, we shall be monsters, cut off from all the world; but on that account we shall be more attached to one another.” This book will introduce you to monsters scarier than those that go bump in the night (all while reminding you what it means to be human). Pair this mother of all horror tales with our new Mom Grass 10 Pack to maximize this hall-o-weed read.Dracula
By Bram Stoker
Pairs Well With: Dad Grass 10 Pack
Let’s be real - certain modern interpretations of vampires are pretty lame with a capital L. Dracula (may he RIP in peace) has probably appeared in more sequels, prequels, companion volumes and travesties than any other literary character - but trust us on this one, Bram Stoker’s original work will have you sleeping with garlic and shuddering after dark until Valentine’s Day. “I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.” Pair this Gothic guide to the underwood with a 10 Pack of Dad Grass Devil’s Lettuce (and don’t forget to keep some holy water in the bedside drawer).
By Bret Easton Ellis
Pairs Well With: Dad Grass Flower
Are men in suits, like, way scarier than monsters that go bump in the night (or is that just us?) This Halloween, read Bret Easton Ellis' American Psycho and figure out why you hate toking in the financial district with this early 90’s take on the American nightmare. It’s bleak. It’s bitter. It’s a bonafide black comedy that will leave you reaching for Dad Grass Flower and asking the all important question: “Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do?”