all I ever saw was the end product. Not mine, oldest son's.

Reminds me of a story from the 1960s. My Mom found a bag of marijuana in my brother's room. Since there were six of us, she wanted to teach us a lesson, so she put the bag in her pocket and told us she was bringing it to the police station to turn him in. My brother, always a step ahead of everyone, called the police station and reported that a middle aged lady was in the neighborhood trying to sell pot. The police car brought Mom home a little later, and she never said a thing. To this day, we never know what happened. She took the rest of the story to heaven.

The fabric is pretty tho. geeeeeeeeeeeee I'm sort of hungry right now ---------- what kind of munchies do we have?......

I would buy this in a heartbeat! I love it and have friends that would love it. I am not ashamed to say that if my work didn't drug test I would partake frequently ,and yes I would inhale, deeply :shock: :shock: :shock: :!: :!:

lol...since i am old...and been around a bit...oops not telling how old...but it sure looks like tweed to me....

Have you tried cutting a little square and lighting a match????????

Oh my goodness,that is aweful but funny....

Good Grief!!

From working in law enforcement 30 years ago or so, I think they only have 5 stems on leaves.

:lol: I used to work at a florist shop & so *I* would say it's a plant called "False Aralia" and use it in a quilt