The DJs of WTHC Radio

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 🔥🌿 DA BIG GUY & DA HIPPIE — YOUR MORNING & AFTERNOON BUZZ 🌿🔥 

Every single day — twice a day — the universe realigns itself, the smoke settles, and the vibes shift into maximum overdrive the moment Da Big Guy and Da Hippie slide into the WTHC Radio studio for your Morning Buzz (8AM–Noon) and again for your Afternoon Buzz (4PM–8PM).

These two aren’t just hosts.
They’re not DJs.
They’re not radio personalities.

They’re a full-blown lifestyle, wrapped in a cloud of smoke so thick it probably has its own ZIP code.

The second the studio door creaks open at 8AM, Da Hippie wanders in first — eyes half-open, hair all wild, like he just rolled out of a dream where Bob Marley and Willie Nelson argued over who had the better lighter. He’s holding a coffee in one hand, a bowl in the other, and somehow he still looks like he’s floating three inches above the ground. He sits down, hits the first button he can reach, and suddenly the studio lights up like the mothership arrived.

But right behind him comes Da Big Guy — the man, the myth, the walking thunderstorm of tie-dye energy and THC wisdom. He moves like a dude who has mastered the ancient art of doing absolutely nothing quickly. He’s got that “I’ve been smoking for 40 years and my tolerance is higher than your electric bill” vibe. When he sits down in that chair, you KNOW the next few hours are about to get stupidly funny, unexpectedly deep, and irresponsibly high.

The chemistry between them hits instantly. Da Hippie’s all “Bro… listen… I had a thought…” and Da Big Guy’s like “Sit down, shut up, let me hit this, and THEN we’ll talk about your thought.” Next thing you know they’re going back and forth like two dudes who’ve been best friends in every past life — cavemen, pirates, astronauts, you name it — arguing about snacks, aliens, strains, music, and whatever madness their baked brains latch onto.

And what makes it even better?
They do it TWICE a damn day.

By late morning they’re rolling, laughing so hard they can’t breathe, spinning music so good you forget you were supposed to be doing something productive. People are sitting at work like “Why am I smiling at my computer like an idiot?” It’s because Da Big Guy and Da Hippie just sent another joke straight through your soul.

Then 4PM hits — and boom — they return like the weed Avengers. Same studio. Same energy. Just even higher because the day wore them out and the bowls wore them IN. Da Big Guy’s got the munchies so bad he’s describing food like it’s a religious experience. Da Hippie’s leaning back in his chair explaining why he believes his couch has spiritual powers. They're laughing, you’re laughing, the music is vibing, and life just feels better.

And when they get philosophical?
Bro…

Da Big Guy drops these random, all-caps, deep-as-the-ocean stoner gems like:
“BRO… IF GRAVITY IS REAL… WHY DO HIGH PEOPLE FLOAT??”

Da Hippie responds with some slow, mystical hippie wisdom like he’s transcending space-time:
“Because we vibe, not fall, man…”

Then they both laugh until they can’t breathe, hit play on the next song, and the whole world feels lighter for a minute.

Between the smoke, the laughter, the music, the madness, and the absolute chaos of two dudes vibing at frequencies only dogs and stoners can hear — this is EXACTLY why people tune in. Morning. Afternoon. Every damn day.

Because when Da Big Guy and Da Hippie are live…
Your day instantly gets brighter.
Your stress melts.
Your vibe lifts.
Your brain goes, “Yeah… this is the energy I needed.”

It’s not just a show.
It’s not just buzz.

🔥💨 It’s your daily ritual. Your two-part spiritual session. Your audio edible. 💨🔥

So spark that joint, sip that drink, take that break, and vibe out with the boys —
8AM–Noon and 4PM–8PM —
every damn day on WTHC Radio: Your 420 Celebration Station.

Tune in or miss out, bro. 🌿📻🔥

🔥🌙 CRAZY CODEX — THE LATE-NIGHT MAD SCIENTIST OF WTHC RADIO 🌙🔥
One long, unhinged, high-as-saturn story of pure midnight madness.

When the rest of the world is winding down, brushing teeth, shutting lights off, and pretending to be responsible adults, Crazy Codex is just waking up — stretching like a baked alley cat, cracking his knuckles, and stepping into the WTHC Radio studio like he’s entering a laboratory where the laws of physics are merely “suggestions.”

This dude doesn’t host late-night radio…
He summons it.

He arrives somewhere around “whenever tf the moon tells him to,” sunglasses still on even though it’s pitch black outside, a pink-and-grey tie-dye shirt like he mugged a cloud for it, and hair that screams “I tried to sleep but my brain said NOPE, WE EXPERIMENTING TONIGHT.”

The moment he opens that studio door, you hear it.
Not music.
Not talking.
Not even him.
But the sound of something bubbling.

Because Codex always brings something he shouldn’t have.

Sometimes it’s a Mentos-and-soda volcano in a lunchbox.
Sometimes it’s a homemade bong that looks like NASA threw it away for being “too risky.”
Sometimes it’s a jar of glow sticks he insists are “definitely non-toxic probably.”
Sometimes it’s a toaster, a banana, and a question he absolutely should NOT be asking on live radio.

And then he’s ON AIR — voice all hyped, words flying faster than your lighter disappears during a smoke sesh — launching straight into some wild half-baked “garage experiment” like:

“BRO… tonight we are TESTING whether a goldfish can vibe with reggae at 420 decibels! (Don’t worry, we don’t actually HAVE a goldfish… yet.)”

He’s the kind of guy who tries to create a smoke tornado using a fan and a hotbox.
The kind of guy who’s tried to microwave a Pop-Tart with a glow stick inside.
The kind of guy who once asked, completely seriously:
“If you take a dab so big it makes time slow down… is that time travel??”

And Da Big Guy had to actually think about it.

Codex ain’t just high — he’s intergalactic.
He’s floating in a dimension where everything is funny, everything is possible, and everything is one lighter away from becoming a science project.

Late at night, when the world is quiet, Codex becomes the voice of every baked genius who ever stared at their ceiling and whispered, “What if…?”
And then immediately tried it.

Listeners tune in at midnight like they’re entering a sacred ritual:

🔥 A little music
🔥 A lot of smoke
🔥 And one fully functional lunatic trying to understand the universe with household supplies and a bowl the size of a cereal box

He’ll drop a song, then come back with:

“OKAY SO I ACCIDENTALLY MADE STATIC ELECTRICITY OUT OF A SOCK AND A PIECE OF CHEESE—”

He’ll tell you he discovered a new element called Cannabinonium that only exists in his garage.
He’ll swear gravity works different when he’s high.
He’ll pull out a slinky and try to explain quantum physics with it.
He’ll talk to the studio plants like they’re his co-hosts.

And somehow… SOMEHOW…
It all makes sense when you’re listening at 1AM with a blunt in your hand wondering how we as a species made it this far.

Crazy Codex turns late-night stoner radio into a comedic psychedelic science show hosted by a man who definitely shouldn’t be near electricity after dark — but we’re damn glad he is.
Every night becomes a rollercoaster of smoke clouds, music, experiments, laughter, accidental discoveries, near-disasters, and cosmic-level “ah f*** it, let’s try it” energy.

By the time he signs off, you’ve laughed harder than your lungs can handle, questioned reality at least twice, and learned ABSOLUTELY NOTHING that can help you in real life…

…but holy hell, you had fun.

Codex doesn’t just close the night.
He blasts it into another galaxy and sends you there with him.

🔥💨 Crazy Codex — the Late Night King of Chaos.
Only on WTHC Radio.
Where even the laws of science are high. 🌙🤣🌿