So I get out of class early today. Accounting test teacher let us leave after. Some I am home from college chilling in my living room surfing Grass City. When my mom yells from the other room that my dad is coming home in 20 minutes. Its 2:30 in the after noon and he normally gets home around 5. So he gets home and I great him outside. He is walking up the driveway with a huge grin on. I ask him how work was and he said shitty and he asks me how college was and I said good. So we go inside and he goes upstairs and changes out of work clothes. He comes back downstairs wearing the same clothes he came in with. THIS can only mean one thing, he bought more weed today and was stashing it in his room. So he walks up to me and asks if I want to go walk the dog through the woods with him. (We have a hunting dog that my dad my brother and I all train together.) After saying that he threw up the universal smoke sign like you're pinching a roach to your mouth. Without any hesitations I yell Mom IM going with dad to walk the dog. We get to the woods and he pulls out a joint and we start to bullshit. Like father son bonding . We smoke this joint together and I get RETARTED. He then gets a phone call on his work phone and I wind up wondering around for 30 minutes in the woods. After that we walk home and I walk home and I am hit with the sudden aroma of Chicken Parmesan. My mom made chicken Parmesan in the crock-pot with noodles. IT was so delicious. I guess the morale of the story is you're never to old to bond with your Parents.