He’s talked about that incident multiple times in his videos:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=X9r1zl3Jv1Ehttps://youtube.com/watch?v=F6lw_Mu47pchttps://youtube.com/watch?v=LgPT0p1F9yYBasically, he tries to play it off like Joey Diaz drugged him unknowingly. In reality, he only had one edible and Diaz wouldn’t let him have any more than that despite Benjamin
literally asking for a second one.
There’s also the fact he claims that that incident made him never want to smoke weed again despite him doing exactly that one year later on The Joe Rogan Experience to commemorate the end of Sober October (a yearly challenge where Joe and his comedian friends go the whole month of October without getting drunk or high):
https://youtube.com/watch?v=YFAOwr1lRTw
What a big fruity basket of womanly behaviors Miss Owen lugs everywhere with her, it must be such a burden for one so weak. Getting passed around the crew, and mocked behind your back for being a goofy bitch, you resort to false allegations, after getting irresponsibly high after lying about your experience and tolerance, with the biggest loser of the bunch. Blame it all on the man, a young starstruck girl like you doesn't have any power or agency in that situation! Climb up on that moral high horse, goofy bitch, and call the guy who saved you from yourself the evil satanist degenerate. It couldn't have been you with your weak womanly nature, could it? Let's see :
Oh, look at her, oh so happy and blushy, the big gurl, she got her dream date to the prom! Joe, I don't think I'm comfortable with all your friends here. They've made fun of me and said I was fat and Joey fucked me. Do something, Joe!
The Big Moral Mary of Maraijuana abstinence and illegalization CRACKS like a big gay Northern California Redwood that had the better, bigger trees steal all his sunlight, but it was all their fault for looking down her trunk and getting a peak at her branch cleavage. Don't cry
too much, Miss Owen, ya goofy girl, we'll rewind while you're here right now, so your lesson's learned quick. We know mommy says that you're a special girl :
Big Gurl Benni plays coy with the fellas behind the prom hall. Why she would never! She was raised right by her mostly absent gay rapist father, and hippy activist liberal arts professor Mum. They didn't raise their lil girl to smoke that nasty hippy stuff with fast and loose California bisexuals, not at all. They raised their Big Gurl to be a late-blossoming Christian Conservative radical, dead set against the bisexual, weed smoking satanic Hollywood lifestyle. She's putting up a big girl fight at first, stuffing her ears and screaming so she won't hear their bully taunts. Covering her nose and mouth next when they're blowing smoke in her face. "Why, you guys are nothing but evil satanic faggot bullies, and I'm a big, strong Christian Conservative radical girl, my faith in Jesus can't be so easily compromised" Plus I made a chasity pledge with my fan club, and promised not to do any of that evil reefer that made me act like such a dirty whore and evil, backstabbing 'Me Too' slut with gross, fat, old Mr Diaz. Nope, nuh-uh, I have Jesus big grrrl power. Where's Joe? I just wanna be alone with him, these silly little boys are ruining everything! Why couldn't Joe be nice to me for once? He knows I love him and wanna have his Jewish, but Christian kids.'
The Big Goofy Gurl's emotions had, as always, gotten the better of her in that moment, as a big fat salty tear dropped from the corner of her eye and onto her pretty,pink, big girl dress. What a tear it was too - too long held back, and inexorably building in her big goofy horse eye. It was like having a whole punch bowl's worth of salty ejaculate land on her skrawny breastless chickengirl chest at once, soaking the top a sopping and dark, scarlet red. It had also washed the 20 pounds of tissue poor Miss Owen had stuffed in her bra too, landing with two wet 'plops' at her size 15 pigeon-toed big gurl feet. Such a sad pathetic site she was to behold in that moment, that the shallow and mean bisexual satanic bullies did not have it in them to jeer or leer at Miss Owen, but to only offer help instead.
"Get your FUCKING HANDS OFF ME, YOU SATANIC SODOMITE SEXFIENDS. RAAAPPPEE!"
Miss Owen was raising her Q-brand rape whistle to her lips, as ~Joe~ stepped out of the shadows. The biggest clouds of smoke trailed him in his scarlet red satin tuxedo, that he looked like a satanic Puerto Rican male gigolo. Miss Owen had a funny feeling in her tummy, and had to cross her huge, prehistoric age horshoe crab size knees, and started stammering in apology to Joe.
Joe just held the already lit horsecock dildo shaped and sized joint for Miss Owen to see from up high.
"You want some, big dirty girl?"
" I-eh-HEE HEE, yeah, Joey"
Fuckin embarrassment of a hugely emotionally incontinent woman that he is. How can "trad christians" follow him after just one of his early episodes of, not just hypocrisy, but malicious deceit and childish tantrum throwing at every single opportunity that a normal dude would've manned up. It was just hysterical salt and doubling down from big girl Owen. his wife's been the man in this relationship the whole time, tardwrangling him after getting pumped, dumped and left a weeping wreck by every homo-daddy that he's had. His paypigs would need to see elf-on-clydesdale gay fappening sextapes before they'd see it. Supposedly free-thinking trad christian internet holies follow him like blind faggots marching proud through every Liberace-gay showbiz frolic he's went prolapse-first into
