Heh! Hot knives seem to be an 80's thing, don't they? In the days when we got good hash that would do it right. Many happy memories for me.
This is something I've posted before: When I used to hang out at my dealer's house (c. 1979-1981) we did hot knives on his kitchen stove. One of his cats used to like it & took to sitting on the hood of the cooker so he could inhale the escaped smoke from the doings. Mental cat - he was superb. A ginger tom who had hormonal problems & effectively was gay. He lived indoors cos every time he went outside he got shagged by the local Toms cos of the pheromones he was giving off. Poor little Sweetie.
That's why he took to a life of drugs indoors, I reckon. I have more stories about him, such an impressive little cat, in his own way.
So it goes...
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