My Dad, the Pot Grower

My sister as well as her wifey own a large pot farm on the West Coast as well as have entirely started a successful business.

One evening after a delicious meal that my mom made for the family, my dad went out on the back porch for his nightly cocktail, but as usual, he made himself as well as drink as well as told us to leave him alone for 30 minutes, but per his request, my friend and I didn’t bother him for those 30 minutes, this is his nightly routine, so my friend and I were not surprised by the request, earlier that afternoon, my sister as well as her wifey had been on the back porch enjoying a little marijuana while the sun went down; Knowing my mother was making a substantial meal for my birthday, they wanted to be extra hungry for it… Well, when my dad went outside for his nightcap, he was not surprised to see that they had left a bit of a mess on the handrail where they were talking about their current grow room. My sister as well as her wifey own a large pot farm on the West Coast as well as have entirely started a successful business. My dad thought it would be funny to take the leftovers as well as stick it in the same pot as the basil plant my mom had been growing to cook with. A few weeks later, a little pot plant started to sprout. My dad appreciated it! He told almost everyone that he was the original pot farmer in the home as well as that he deserves some recognition! Of course, it was all in nice fun as well as my friend and I laugh about it every holiday.

 

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