John didn't even bother attempting to put out the joint when Rodney waltzed into his room.
Notes: I read a fic the other day in which the author used the phrase 'pot plants' several times. Now, I know she meant 'potted plants' or 'plants in pots', but every time I saw it, I kept imagining the balconies of Atlantis lined with Ancient!pot plants, and John, slouched in his chair, pulling out a joint to pass around. Hence, crack!fic was born. Or would that be weed!fic? *g*
Written: December 22, 2005