My Mum works next to drug dealers

Got a phone call from my mum yesterday, who bluntly informed me that she works next door to drug dealers.
Her office in LA has been awfully cold lately, and the new folks who moved in next door have an office that "smells like a skunk".

She just got back from England this past weekend, and the neighbors office now has bars on the window, and a security guard.

Well Ange went over, since she shares a thermostat with the neighbors. Apparently they've been running the AC, and keeping the temperature very cold.
After a second request to stop running the AC in December went unnoticed, my mum went over there to see what was going on .

Apparently the girl at the front desk handed her a bunch of pamphlets about medicinal marijuana, and said that they were providing this under California law. The pamphlets allegedly had some old geezers on the front.

My mum said that she found this ironic, because the average person going in there looks about half of Brandon's age.

I'm not quite sure what's going on in Inglewood (aka "Inglehood") but it sure smells sweet!
At least this year, as I told my mum, my christmas present will be easy for her to find!

HOLLA!