Good ol reefer madness. We had a refer madness party at my place with about 20 people in the early 70’s. My dad (silent generation, wwii etc) came down and it was hilarious, bottles and doobies disappeared faster than the speed of light in hiding spots. We told him weed smell was American Cigs. He looks at the TV and says you’re watching that documentary. I thought we were all gonna die, trying to contain the laughter.