I knock a house, and before I even get halfway through my first sentence, the girl invites me in with a blank stare. I thought it was kinda weird, and I thought maybe she was a little slow. I walk inside, get hit with a strange smell (which is pretty normal,) when a guy comes out from the back. I recognize him, and realize he is the one from the day before who was hanging out with his fiance's husband. I wonder why they are both staring at me so mesmorized, and as I am apologizing for accidentally coming to their house again, I am hit by the recognition of the smell... Marijuana.
Peace, Love, and No Brain Cells.
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