Funny but true story, last Sunday over family dinner, we were discussing such things, and my step mmom said when she grew up, she didn't even know what 'maryjane' was (she grew up in the 50s, and I said, well, now it's called 412, and my sisteer said, "I hope not! That's the name of our youth group at church!"
No, its really called 420 - pot is, I mean. The youth group really is called 412. And as you can tell by my lack of knowledge (my nephew corrected me), I don't need a roach jar. I don't even need an ashtray. i just thought it was/is really pretty milkglass