So recently I let my dad in on my smoking ( he smoked from age 14-35 then went to rehab for other things). He's cool with it, tells me not to get caught and smoke outside instead of out my bedroom window. So when I go to my moms on weekends I usually bring friends and we just go hotbox my car all night. I can come and go as I please at my moms and pretty soon I want her to know I smoke (my dad didn't tell me all about it because he said its not his place, but my mom partied back in her youth alot). So we grabbed an eighth of granddaddy purp and a cone of raw 1 1/4's. they have little hollow packing straws and when my mom was gone we had everything out on the table to pack a bubbler and two joints from the cone. When we cleaned everything up we left a straw out I guess because I fell asleep on the couch. I woke up this morning at 8 to my mom holding up the straw and asking what we were doing and how people used to use straws like that then act crazy and almost kill her. Then we went and looked at the house were moving into and my dad tried to call me a lot of times. I ignored it (we were smoking another joint on the way hehe) and called him when we left and he was freaked out like "we've been honest with each other this long, just be honest about what you all are up to." I just laughed and told them it was the furthest thing from what were doing. Just thought this might humor someone, sorry for spelling errors, this was on my phone haha.
Maybe you shoulda been honest to your mom and told her you were using it to roll a blunt? It's not good to lose the trust of your parents.. Cool story nontheless, glad you didn't get shit on
Wouldn't that have been a good time? You know, get it off your chest AND reassure her that you're not on unmentionables at the same time?
Yeah I thought of that as I said it but I'm kinda scared at the same time and its dumb because I'm 18 and in reality I don't care if she knows but if she's against it it will suck. On another note, you like the wonder years and smoke weed, be my best friend. My favorite band ever.
Hell yeah man! It's not everyday I meet someone who's heard of them let alone someone who actually likes them.
So you would rather have your mom think you are doing unmentionables than be honest with her? To each their own I guess.
unmentionable isn't some magical fucking word that grants you the power to mention other drugs. ik you didn't do that, just saying its not allowed
My mom accused me of being on "something" starting when I was 12. I didn't even know what weed was until I smoked it when I was 19. Let alone anything else. She's a nut bag.
Um how would that not have been the PERFECT time to tell her? What? I think you could use a t break for a couple weeks.
she probably thinks you're freebasing something why not just tell her it was for bud? I mean even if she's mad, she should be less mad (and probably somewhat relieved to know) that it was only bud
Surprised/ literally just waking up upon being asked. Ill tell her soon, my friends just keep telling me not to.
... who cares what your friends say. Don't let your friends guide your life, its a poor mistake to make