Don’t touch my weed.

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I think we’ve established Lord Dudley Mountcatten is fan of the chronic.

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He spends many happy hours face down in his kitty cope sack.

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And I spend many joint creaking hours picking it up off the floor after he flings it with intoxicated feline abandon.

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Stoned? Probably.

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But woe to the person who tries to come between the Lord and his herb.

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His Lordship is not above shredding skin to keep possession.

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