After a recent interesting experience going in to buy marijuana with my mom (WTAF?), I realized that a lot of people in America must be newly being introduced to these good times everyday, and how annoying is that?
Growing up in Southern California as an anti-pot-smoker, I became very familiar with the strong smell of skunk that comes from people growing, carrying, and smoking weed.
For as many people on the marijuana chat boards who chime in that they clean their bongs and pipes after every use, there must be at least a dozen true pot users who don't want to admit they usually only clean their bong or pipe when they get a new batch or the stem gets clogged.
I am not a doctor. This is not an official medical answer to the question, Does cannabis lower blood pressure?
I remember in college hanging out in a dorm with a bunch of broke, pot smokers. At the time I was a prudish non-smoker, completely anti-pot for myself, but with no judgement for others who used it. Their giddiness and fun was infectious, and all I had to do was fill their constant need for food to munch on. Those were fun times, but I never realized how much I would use what I learned from a bunch of "potheads."