Try to Make Me Go to Rehab
OK, so the Prodigal Son asks if he can Mylar his bedroom closet, get some grow lights and bingo, we have a cash crop in a couple of months. I think he’d prefer hydroponic, but none of that shit is gonna happen. My electric bill would be astronomical to grow these babies.
Sure, they’re attractive and all that jazz, but god I hate weed. Can anyone say rehab?