Hello Mam, He takes his hat off, old fashion or something. "Word on this thread is that you had a personal relationship with a group of afghans from the Middle East. Did they still follow the customs of their home land and ware a head dressing of sticky fat hemp fabric?
How long did they spend under your roof veging out on your banquet of fine organic morsels? Did they get too tall, or stretch out much before sleeping 12 hours a night? Did they consume allot of light, 1K or 400w? How many days did they mope around for 12 hours a day basking in the rays before they were ready to make theirselves a sacrifice on the alter of the great green Goddess?"
:Finally Mam, don't mean to pry so much." Fumbles around with his hat, pokes the toe of his boot in the floor, then asks, "Were they a fat bunch of girls? Did they put on some size, how much would you reckoned those girls weighed?" Blushes and looks sheepish.
Thank you Mam for your time, I hope I haven't offended you by prying so much.
So long Adieu