Limbo Gets Married, Part III
Later in the evening, when there's only about 50 people left, my new Dad-In-Law asks me if I've seen his wife.
Me, stupidly: "I think she's with your kids."
He wanders off, and inevitably finds the four of them by the side of the house, smoking a doobie.
He goes ballistic and starts to dump on his wife for being an enabler. He recruits me as his moral backup (!), but I'm his brand-new son-in-law, so I go along, and scold them earnestly, sort of.
The LowBrow here is that almost immediately after, he was diagnosed with glaucoma. His doctor recommended he find a source of marijuana somewhere, so he had to go begging to his wife and kids for a hit...
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