My husband was an old school hippy who used to smoke marijuana all day long. He did it for the inspiration—to draw better. However, instead of this, he became more stupid. One day he began seeing flying cats. He though it was funny. But when the cats smiled at him and started talking with him he got scared. After that he decided to quit smoking. I thank the Virgin because my house doesn’t smell like marijuana anymore and my husband even found a steady job.