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On Thu, 26 May 2005 13:09:10 +0100, Jaques d'Alltrades
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That does presuppose you have already experienced the aroma..

I think the chances, in this instance, are better than fair to
middling.

AFAIK I haven't...

That doesn't surprise me at all - but 'in this instance' refers to the
OP.

Yes, I know to whom it referred, but while I've seen the stuff, I've not
knowingly been present when it's been smoked.

A lot of years ago I had a lodger, and he had some strange plants in
pots which he put amongst my (outside) tomatoes.

I had my suspicions, but he said he'd found them growing in his father's
garden and had potted some up before they got weeded, to see what they
were. Who was I to doubt him? (And did I care very much?)

And it came to pass that a uniformed policeman did appear at the bottom
of the garden, yea, even out of the wood did he emerge.

And the countenance of the lodger did drain of colour, yea, even unto
the colour of milk did it change.

I wandered down the garden as nonchalantly as I could, and the Dibble
explained that two little girls had gone missing, and there had been a
report of two girls answering their description near the Mormon temple
next-door but one. At the end of the temple grounds was a seven acre
wood, which he had just searched, (and got a little lost) and as the
wood was at the bottom of my garden too, he'd escaped that way.

It turned out that the girls had gone to a friend's house on the way
home and not bothered to tell anyone.

Funny thing, though, the funny plants sort-of vanished...

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