I was half way threw a the first bong rip of the night, about the pull the stem, at that moment my mom knocks on me door... "my god" i thought. Thinking quickly I set the bong down behind a plastic tub i have in my room near my window. Mind you this tube was full of smoke still. I blow the little amount of smoke in my mouth out the window and say "yeah!" (cus everyone knows saying hold on a minute is suspicious). I walk quickly to the door and meet her face to face with the door about a quarter of the way open at this point. She looks me in the eyes and tells me to go bring my dads bike inside. I go out, bring the bike in, head back into my room and waiting for me behind the tub... is a glorious bong still full of smoke . I take that fat rip in... It was nearly one of the sweetest I have ever taken... Thank jah my mom didnt smell a thing
great...now this belongs in the philosophy forum btw PhishPhood...+rep on freerice in your sig...i spend at least 10 minutes a day on that site it's great
Thanks, I try to get as many done a day as I can... Every little bit helps, I just wish we could get everyone on the board to do 5 mins a day