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Dear Boy's Roommate:
It's all good and fine that you smoke up. I don't care if you smoke pot, seriously. But when I get up in the morning and your whole house smells like weed, I'm thinking that even if YOU don't have a problem, I do. Because it smells horrible. Please keep this in mind-- that and that when things make me feel ill, usually my response is to become cranky. And when I'm cranky, I hit things. Things like you.
Love,
Sue
It's all good and fine that you smoke up. I don't care if you smoke pot, seriously. But when I get up in the morning and your whole house smells like weed, I'm thinking that even if YOU don't have a problem, I do. Because it smells horrible. Please keep this in mind-- that and that when things make me feel ill, usually my response is to become cranky. And when I'm cranky, I hit things. Things like you.
Love,
Sue