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I spent the early part of yesterday at my grandparents' house, finishing the typing of a 27-page paper my grandfather needed me to type. While finishing that task, my grandmother had a doctor's appointment, so they left shortly after I started.
Upon their return, my grandmother calls me downstairs to "see something." This sight was a sandwich bag full of "marijuana" which was really the contents of a gutted cigar blunt. HOWEVER, my grandmother insisted it was marijuana, even told me to sniff it. After shoving the bag in my face she asked, "Now what is it?" I told her, I thought it was tobac--"MARIJUANA! SEE! I just found this in the parking lot on our way in the house!" I just went along with it, like "Unh unh unh. That's a shame! Someone's going to be mad they lost that much!" Then she said "And I'm bout to get HIIGGGGH tonight!"
A part of me knows she was playing, and another part can totally imagine her trying to smoke up that gutted out tobacco just to be doing something different.
Upon their return, my grandmother calls me downstairs to "see something." This sight was a sandwich bag full of "marijuana" which was really the contents of a gutted cigar blunt. HOWEVER, my grandmother insisted it was marijuana, even told me to sniff it. After shoving the bag in my face she asked, "Now what is it?" I told her, I thought it was tobac--"MARIJUANA! SEE! I just found this in the parking lot on our way in the house!" I just went along with it, like "Unh unh unh. That's a shame! Someone's going to be mad they lost that much!" Then she said "And I'm bout to get HIIGGGGH tonight!"
A part of me knows she was playing, and another part can totally imagine her trying to smoke up that gutted out tobacco just to be doing something different.