A confused dad grills his family about a joint found in their dresser drawer.
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I'll get straight to the point. I found marijuana in the house. And while I never thought of myself as the type of father who'd have to drug test his kids, I'm willing to drug test his kids. I'm willing to do just that if that's what it takes to find out who brought a joint into this house. Then I stumbled on the joint on the desk. Joint. On the joint. On the joint. Joint. Same joint I found by the front door. Same joint your mother then put into her dresser drawer. For dresser drawer. For dresser drawer. But the help will think you're trying to pull a dresser drawer. For dresser drawer. But the help will think you're trying to pull a dresser drawer. Wait a minute. Whose joint is it? I'm not finished. Please explain to us who did drugs in the first place? How anyone could be so stupid. Please explain to us who did drugs in the first place? Is this why you've never held down a job? I don't know, Dad, why don't you ask Mom? Maybe she can explain it. Don't you dare bring your mother into this. Don't you dare bring your mother into this. Apologize right now.
