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Something very odd is happening in the living/computer room where I am right now.

The room smells of marijuana. More specifically, it smells of really strong, oily primo bud, half-dried. It doesn't smell of growing marijuana, nor does it smell like fully cured bud. It certainly doesn't smell like smoke. It smells like someone has hung up a decent-sized mature marijuana plant to dry, and it's almost ready.

Outside in the hall smells of nothing. Washing powder, perhaps, but almost nothing.

Outside the window smells of nothing except gum trees and a faint smell of paint.

I haven't smoked that shit in years, but the smell is driving me crazy!! Any ideas?

So beg. It is NOT beneath you. Take it. Smoke it. You know you want to.

Check behind your sofa for a bale of green alfalfa?

Probably, that seems the only good reason for that (to the OP)...

Check behind your sofa for a bale of green alfalfa?

I tried that.
It was a harrowing experience ... I found all the stuff I need to do my 1998 tax return, and I really wish I hadn't looked.

No bale of alfalfa though.

So beg. It is NOT beneath you. Take it. Smoke it. You know you want to.

If smoking pot can give you hallucinations, what does smoking an hallucination do to you??

If smoking pot can give you hallucinations, what does smoking an hallucination do to you??

It gives you pot.

Check the roof space. It's a good place to surreptitiously dry pot.

If smoking pot can give you hallucinations, what does smoking an hallucination do to you??

Saves you money on papers and lighters

Check the roof space. It's a good place to surreptitiously dry pot.

Dude, I'm in the basement.
Hang on, are you accusing my mother of growing pot?? :p

Dude, I'm in the basement.
Hang on, are you accusing my mother of growing pot?? :p

No.

I'm accusing her of drying it for personal use or sale :p

No.

I'm accusing her of drying it for personal use or sale :p

LOL! :D

No.

I'm accusing her of drying it for personal use or sale :p

:D I'll ask her tomorrow morning, when she brings me breakfast in bed.
A freebie wouldn't be out of the question. My mom is nice!

My mom is nice!

Son, no one's nice when it comes to pot.

It gives you pot.

Is that a logical inversion? I googled "logical inversion" but it didn't work.

There was a fad for doing this in the 80's, but it isn't new.

`Then you should say what you mean,' the March Hare went on.

`I do,' Alice hastily replied; `at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know.'

`Not the same thing a bit!' said the Hatter. `You might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"!'

`You might just as well say,' added the March Hare, `that "I like what I get" is the same thing as "I get what I like"!'

`You might just as well say,' added the Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his sleep, `that "I breathe when I sleep" is the same thing as "I sleep when I breathe"!'

If smoking pot can give you hallucinations, what does smoking an hallucination do to you??

I wanna know! Sounds deightfully fun!

I wanna know! Sounds deightfully fun!

Let's follow the Scientific Method!!!

Let's follow the Scientific Method!!!

Hallelujah! Rejoice!

If the smell is still there tomorrow, I am seriously going to do some spring cleaning.

Perhaps the little bugger sprouted, grew to maturity and is now dying in my sock drawer.
You know, I'm not even certain I'd smoke it if I found it. There aren't many enduring insights from the days I smoked that stuff. "It was fun at the time" is about as far as it goes.

But that smell is driving me crazy!

Hallelujah! Rejoice!

LOL! You are a future science teacher, my friend.

Oh crap, next post is the 666th post, better post another post after that, and FAST!