Wanna Get High (Up North)

(I am driving back to my grandma’s house after she had a doctor appointment. We are driving down a country road when we see a car that seems lost. I see their car plates.)

Me: “Oh, they’re from Canada!”

Grandma: “Must be drug dealers.”

Me: “What? Why are they drug dealers? They could just be a couple of people lost.”

Grandma: “People from Canada come to the United States all the time to sell drugs.”

(Later my grandma’s insurance man has come to the house to speak with her.)

Grandma: “So, I’ve seen two drug dealers today…”

Me: *face palm*