My neighbor Misty has two little girls, ages 4 and 7 I believe; they live with their father but are visiting Mama Misty for the week. They might just be the cutest and most well-behaved youngsters I've ever seen. On the other side of Misty's apartment resides a pair of twenty-something guys who smoke a lot of pot - sometimes the smell is so omni-present you'd think I lived in Amsterdam. I went over to visit the girls last night to deliver a pizza I bought for them - yea yea, I can be nice to children on occation. While we were eating the guys 'sparked' a joint and the younger girl made a 'pee - eew' face and asked, "Mama, what is that bad smell?" Misty and I locked eyes in disbelief that the guys would smoke-out so blatantly while the girls were here and lord know she doesn't need them running home with any talk of marajuana. Luckily the older one responded before Misty had a chance to address it, "That bad smell is because Chuck keeps farting." We all laughed at her false implication but it provided Misty an out as she pointed at me sighing relief, "Yea Chuck, stop farting!"