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I lay down a layer of newspapers on my kitchen table and spread the buds out on it. I've got a ceiling fan I put on medium and leave 'em until they're as dry as I figure they should be. Then, into the jars they go to be watched like a hawk 'til I know they're ready to use.

Good morning, Misfits! Cool and dreary here in Racoon City. No solid plans for the day. I normally don't make plans 'cause the DA loves to toss around the "premeditated" phrase.

I'm all of the above.

Good night, Misfits. ☮️

My safe word is "HARDER".

I have visions of a cat o' nine tails and a makeshift plywood pillory.

After careful consideration, I'd like to turn in my application for man bear pig.

Good night, Sir Wolf of Grayskull.

Words of wisdom, Sir Wolf!

I nominate Pute for Mr. Garrison!

She ain't oriental!

Maybe it's my eyeballs, but I'm still seeing a lot of clear.

I think Hopper would make a better Mr. Slave.

Not me. I'm trying to motivate myself into cleaning the critter cages.

Fair? I've heard she cheats at poker.

OMG! Some crazy ******* started a poll for Dead Kenny!

Only a very specific kind.

Yes. I prefer sweet whispers and gentle touches. After that, I'm down for some hair pullin', *** slappin' ***!

That's the proper attitude to have.

I had quit cigarettes for a few years after tuning to my pipes. Our illustrious governor chose to ban smoking in bars, so I went back to cigarettes. I used to get people moving from the far end of the bar just to set next to me and enjoy the smell. I smoked nothing but B-23 Consolidated cherry...