Another great story from a blog member.

Two weeks ago I hoped into my car to pick up my son. All could smell was the scent of marijuana. I wondered if it was skunk, but no it was not skunk. I kept smelling pot. I could not figure where this smell was coming from. I thought someone must have put in the car. I picked up my son and he asked me why does it smell like pot in here? I couldn’t give him an answer. I just shrugged my shoulders and shook my heard and told him I did not know why. When we got home we looked under the hood, smelled in the car vents, and looked everywhere in the car. We were sure someone planted something. Then two weeks later it dawned on me. That was Erik! I forgot about him leaving smells and this particular one is one of his trademarks, so I have heard. He has also pranked me in other ways and I knew right away it was Erik. This past time must have been really funny! I can see Erik laughing at me. Trying to get me in trouble with my son huh Erik? I just kept thinking I hope we don’t get pulled over. What would I say?

Yeah, what, “I’m holding it for a dead dude?”