Fathers Have High Authority

(My dad and I are grabbing a few stocking fillers for my older brother. I show him some lighters. One has a weird leaf pattern that vaguely resembles marijuana.)

Me: “Uh, Dad? Are you sure you want this one? This seems kind of shady.”

Dad: “I don’t care! That stuff should have been legalized years ago!”

Me: “Um, okay.”

Dad: “Seriously. I’ve been around drunk people, and high people. The high ones are way more calm!”

Me: “Why don’t we have conversation later?”

Dad: “I’ll still be right later!”