My first girlfriend’s sister was like that. Her reaction was so violent that several family friends who were police told her they could use her on the force as a kind of human sniffer-dog. She demurred.
Trust me, I know it is not on the zone system (having posted multiple times about that in this thread in fact), but it is the zone system that allows the absence of a meter.
And I know exactly what I can do regarding my legal rights. Oddly enough, I kind of like being able to get in a cab without having to go through a 10 week process to get a fair fare.
One has to wonder why you got into a vehicle where the driver was stoned in the first place…
Exactly. Skunkweed is just one variety out of very many.
Although, I don’t object to the smell of skunkweed as much as one might think, either.
Sinse, in particular smells real good to me. When I come home from the Reggae club, I can literally pat puffs of the essence out of my afro.
Because I’m halfway to work when I realize this really isn’t my imagination it really does smell like pot in here and this town is a “telephone taxi” town it’s not like you can flag one down like this is Manhattan or something and making myself 30 minutes late for work was not something I thought was a good idea and one wonders why you are accusing me for some dumb ass reason?
So how is Rev. Jim doing these days, anyway?