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TIFU by drugging my dad

So I'm currently home for thanksgiving break and I brought some edibles for my friends and I. I left the edibles in the fridge but made sure to hide it as well as I could by placing it behind all the condiments at the back so that my parents wouldn't see or eat them.

Today I was about to leave to get high with my friends and then I noticed that the baggy of edibles was out in the middle of the fridge with one missing, which has 50 mg of thc. I was thinking about who the hell could've eaten them and then I saw my dad slowly trying to test his blood pressure. I asked him if he had eaten a brownie recently and sure enough he was the culprit. I don't think he's ever had weed before in his life so i told him he needs to lie down. He's an old guy in his 60s and takes meds for low blood pressure which is freaking me out a bit. I had recently checked up on him and he said he knows the bed is flat but it feels slanted and that he's floating lol.

Turns out my mom was cleaning out the fridge earlier today and saw the edibles. she thought they were left overs from a party and was about to eat the rest of them (150 mg worth) but luckily was too full from lunch. She brought them to the front of the fridge to save for later but then my dad swooped in and ate them before I could leave and take them to get high with friends.

Now I know to label your edibles no matter what because someone will eventually find them in the fridge.

TL;DR My dad had unknowingly eaten a 50 mg edible that I tried to hide in the fridge.

Update: Dad woke up fine the next morning. He told the family how he thought the bed was vertical, saw purple waves on the ceiling, and hallucinated Egyptians in the bathroom.

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