My downstairs neighbor smokes way too much pot. I came home tonight to find my place reeking of pot smoke (which smells a lot like dog poop to me) seeping up through the hardwood floors of my condominium. This is another reason I really really want a house rather than a shared building.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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