Unfiltered Story #216074

, , | Unfiltered | November 23, 2020

When my dad was growing up, my grandpa grew marijuana in the backyard. He wasn’t a dealer, just had some pretty bad anger issues, and smoking pot helped him keep it under control. My dad and his siblings didn’t know what exactly he was growing until they were in their teens, but oh boy, others knew exactly what it was.
On day, police officers came to my dad’s class for a routine presentation, and at some point, the topic of theft came up. The offices said that if anything of theirs was stolen, to call the police. My dad, being a naive child, raised his hand.
Dad: “Someone stole my dad’s plant!”
There were a lot of snickers from the adults in the room, but I don’t think my grandpa ever got in legal trouble for it.