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When I was younger and living with my parents, I was hitting a bong on my roof late night. My room was next to my father's office, but the roof did not extend to his office's window and was separated by a chimney. In any case it was quite late and figured my parents were asleep. Needless to say, all of the lights suddenly turned on in the backyard, and there was my dad looking up at me. I was able to hide the bong, but it tipped over causing the water to flow down right next to where my dad was standing. Funny enough, all he did was tell me to go back inside and not be out on the roof.
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