I live on the 12th floor of a building. Renting. My neighbors beneath me are big into weed (and I'm reasonably sure they're into crack on the odd occasion). I'm not. I prefer either Booze or Pills to get myself fucked up, once in a blue moon. Problem is, I think weed reeks like Death. The fumes come into my apartment via the balcony that's often open as it's summer. Or through the vents in my kitchen, as it's an old shit building, with all oven vents connected. Any of you Baggers know of a way to subtly voice my discontent through some sort of vile guerrilla tactics, that won't get me evicted? I've already let the rental office know, as well as their head office. Still happening. My initial thought involves a jar, some pureed chicken, and a half gallon of milk left in the sun for a week or so. Then funnel it down to their balcony from mine after the mess has liquified properly.