My mother stood outside inspecting what little of our garden that actually grows – with no silver bells or cockle shells, and absolutely no pretty maids all in a row – when she found an intruder. I was busy loading the washing machine and wasn’t too bothered with it all.
“What is that?”
“A plant” I replied.
“What type of plant?”
“A green one that grows in soil.”
“No, is it a weed or a tomato bush? Maybe it’s… A drug plant.”
I stopped what I was doing, took a quick glance at the ‘drug plant’ in question and laughed.
“It’s not pot, Mum.”
“How do you know?”
“You sent me to a public high school.”
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Ah public school. Those were the days 😛
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If pot would grow like weed –everywhere–, I wonder what will happen.
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Funny… I especially like that AdSense is showing an ad from eBay for “Pot seeds”! What doesn’t eBay sell?? I wonder what you’d get for blogging about something really bizarre like replacement kidneys or spray-painted dogs.
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David, I’m going to fit replacement kidneys and spray-painted dogs into a future entry just to see. 😉
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Kittah smokes teh pot? Does this explain the loss of control with the ants??!!
Also add for great justice
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Jazarus, when I wrote this I knew someone, sometime, somewhere, would make that assumption. Even though I said, “I stopped what I was doing, took a quick glance at the ‘drug plant’ in question and laughed” not “I stopped what I was doing, broke out my bong in anticipation, took a quick glance at the ‘drug plant’ in question and was saddened that it wasn’t my beloved cannabis.” Congratulations on being that someone.
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This is hilarious. Nicely done. People in the office are trying to figure out what I’m laughing about.
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