So I come home from work and am sitting in my room watching tv and my dad comes in and says so what's that jar and it got me thinking shit what jar and he told me to look under my bed, sure enough it was my old stash jar my dad knew I smoke but then he broke the news that my mom found it so I was like fuck now I have to talk to her so I talked I knew she was disappointed she didn't even have to tell me so but I informed her that I hate drinking which is true and all I "do" is smoke pot Which is also true idk I felt very awkward telling her but that cats out he bag and now she knows that when o hang out I'm probably smoking pot she kept saying though why does everyone have to have a happy pill hmm Oh well smoke a bowl to that bird