Crack Pipe

People sometimes wonder why I tease Danny so much. Example numero uno, people: As mentioned in previous posts Danny has gone into the woods behind our apartment, dug up a fern and now a little bit of what looks to be ivy, dug up some dirt from back there as well, and planted it. Totally normal neighborly behavior. Well yesterday Danny went down there as I left for class and I assumed it was an uneventful dirt digging experience. Apparently not. I wake up this morning and Danny says, "You know what I found back in the woods yesterday?!? A glass pipe!" And I say, "Oh, that's weird." And then he says, "Do you want to see it?!?!" And I say, "You kept it?!?!!?" And he says, "Yeah! It's on the deck, I'm cleaning it." I follow him out to the deck and sure enough there is a glass crack pipe full of water sitting outside. I say, "What are you going to do with it? Why did you touch it?? Why do we now have a crack pipe?!?" And he just says, "It looks so cool!" Danny and I officially own what I'm calling a crack pipe although it is much more likely it was used for smoking things of the marijuana persuasion but still, we have one and I think Danny is aiming to display it once it is finally "clean" because it just looks so flipping "cool". THIS is why I tease Danny so much. Now you know.