Many years ago at a wedding reception someone brought a plate of magic brownies. They were clearly marked, everyone knew what they were.

An elderly relative who had never smoked in her life got into them. Before she started she was warned what they were. Nobody wanted to be the person who fed straight-laced grandma the weed, right?

She said, "It's okay, I don't do drugs so they won't affect me."

I don't know what she thought doing drugs looked like, but boy howdy did she learn