This is ironic considering I've been watching Breaking Bad on TV lately (a show about cooking meth.) Earlier tonight (about an hour ago), six cops came to my house because someone in the apartments across the fence said they smelled what smelt like meth cooking in my yard. They all had big ass flashlights and after not finding a meth lab in my backyard, they concluded that it was probably someone in the apartments across the fence, and said they would probably be back tomorrow night to check it out again. Oh, and I had a weed plant growing back there. I pulled it out before the cops saw it.