I went to college in Pennsylvania, and our college was surrounded on all four sides by massive farms. Each spring they'd manure the fields. For two weeks the only way to get away from the smell was to get a group of guys together in one room, close the windows, towel the door and do mass quantities of bongs. Then for a while all you could smell was that sweet smell of burning buds.

We hotboxed to survive. Never knew they had a name for it -- cool