Pulling at Straws

"It was a whiteout. Snow coming down in such force, no one could see anything, let alone a truck loaded with pot pulling into the driveway.

Before I knew what was happening, my very groovy walk-in closet was stacked with strange bricks of weed, moldy, pungent and green.

Immediately we started unwrapping packages, evaluating cost. Pretty, like California pot, it wasn't!. But this was before horticulturists got involved. This was dirt weed from Mexico and it smoked just fine.

Could this be the greening of America?"