Tim: Look what I found.
Jill: This is a joke, right? Is this what I think it is?
Tim: It was taped to the underside of the seat out there.
Jill: Oh, my God! It's marijuana.
Tim: That's right.
Jill: Well, do you think that this belongs to one of our boys?
Tim: Well, not unless we have a chipmunk that has glaucoma.