This is the third time now I've caught him with it now.
You peasants know what I'm talking about.
That...you know...'stuff' you smoke. I overheard one naming it as 'weed'. Anyhow, I was making my way down to the pantry to get some Twinings fruit tea. I knew I could smell something funny so I made my way outside and there he was. There was that time in Jamaica where we let ourselves go a bit but that didn't mean anything and the papers never found out, but then the fiasco on his skiing trip a few years back just blew everything out of proportion. and now...'this'. Help me please, the boy's out of control.
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