Summer, 2008. Year of the Danny McBride. Wait. Dude? Was this how my Tropic Thunder review started? Aw, man, my bad. I am soooooo high right now! **cough, cough, snort** Wait. No, I’m not. I’ve never touched the stuff. So what does Pineapple Express mean to me, as a non-smoker who generally dislikes pot comedies [...]
