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My wife and I just moved back to her hometown.

We love living in a big city, but we agreed when we got married, that

when we started a family, we would move to a small town. It sort of sucks, but I'm only a 45-minute

drive from a theater and good restaurants. It's not like we're in the middle of the woods.

We live in Canada. Weed is fully legal here. I like to make weed butter and cook with it.

I make brownies or fudge and my wife and I both partake.

Well, her not so much right now because she is breastfeeding.

Wife insisted that we give her mom a key for emergencies.

I disagree but I lost the vote.

So we talked about it and I said I was fine with it, but it was only for emergencies.

She wasn't used it to come over and clean up or anything like that.

Her mum agreed and we gave her a key.

Well, she followed the rules for about two months.

My wife is out of town in the city for the weekend visiting France.

Since Sid is a two-hour drive to that side of the city, she is just staying there.

I came home last night and found my mother-in-law high as a kite in my living room.

She had decided that since my wife was out of town, I needed a home-cooked meal.

One thing led to another and she found some fudge.

She was so high, all she was doing was staring at the TV.

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