Some how some way I have gone 5 years without my parents knowing that I smoke. But I think I might of slipped up. I came home from college yesterday, and when i got home my grandma was holding my grinder. I think the decrypted woman had no idea what it was, but she wouldn't let go of it. And of course it was my real nigga grinder and had gold and dollar signs all over it. My mom "Big Bertha" came in the house and tried to figure out what it was. I just said it was mine and took it to my room. What do you "niggas" think?