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i was stoned when my mom called me out to tell me that she knew. she just gave it to me straight, and i was like 'i know you knew.' and that was about it. she just doesn't want me smoking in the house. but i do, anyways. but when it's a blunt... yeah... to the backyard.
i got caught when i came home from my grandpa's and hotboxed in my brother's car(SWEET) my mom called me home from my friend's and just told me to go to bed.
damn the majority of you guys got it EASY!
my mom found a pack of zig zags in my pants when she was doing the laundry, and the gloves came off. she stormed into my room at 11am on a sunday while i was sleeping, starts flipping out (i dotn really say a word because i'm half asleep and confused as fuck about whats going on) and then goes downstairs. that night at dinner they were like "how long have you been doing this? why?" and i was like "uhh...a year?(even tho it was almost 3) and because i enjoy it." the next week they sent me to drug counseling. i'd like to repeat that in case it didnt sink in the first time. D-R-U-G C-O-U-N-S-E-L-I-N-G. i was like "are you fucking serious?" i went for over 4 months and had a drug test, and never quit smoking. i knew it was all bullshit and that they were way over reacting. i'll admit, my grades are far from perfect, usually C's, but i've been a mediocre student since 4th grade, way before i started smoking, i'm just mad lazy. i got an F the last quarter in biology and an A- on the final, lol. this was all a couple months ago, and i've kept tokin. my girlfriend tried to get me to quit and i said "ya know what, if you dont accept me for who i am, this is part of me, then you can just leave." my rents still dont know i keep smoking and i dont give a shit anymore, they'll have some fun suprises when they see my place after i move out
Lmao i always knew my mom and dad smoked but they kinda quit so one day i go to grab my baddass pipe and its gone! so i look around go into my dads room and its sittin on his dresser of course i grab it fat bowl still chillin. Wait for my parents to get home i cant remember what i said but it went somethin like this So u finally caught me wanna smoke a bowl LMAO my mom was like hell ya its been foreva so toked the fatty and i laughed my ass off at my parents for the rest of the night cuz they were so stoned my dad was power vacuming lmao! good times
My parents still don't really know I toke up as far as I know. My dad is totally open to it and used to/if not still does, but my mom is the total opposite. She used to do it a lot with my dad, then decided to stop for some reason and start going to church.
If I were to tell my dad, we would probably smoke together, and my mom has found my stash once but I told her I quit, otherwise my ass would be out on the street. I just need to hide it a little longer before I move out.
Well, I haven't come out and told my parents that I smoke weed but I think they already know. They just don't want to say anything to me unless I get busted bad for it, they don't really want to start a fight with me over weed and I think they are just happy I don't drink. Which seems weird but makes sence since I told off my mother when I was drunk...still feels like shit for that. Never drinking again...not for a loooooooong time anyways.
a snitch told my mother. i still don't know who the snitch is but when I find out ima fuck em up. anyway my mother wasn't really mad she just told me not to do it anymore, of course I didn't listen to her and proudly smoke whenever i feel like it. now my father on the other hand still doesn't know. i hope he never finds out. :D
Me and my buddy had just smoked up two fatty jays at the apartment complex across the street. So we're high as hell, and we roll up into my place at like 12:30 in the morning with the munchies. My friend's like 'Have you got any Ramen noodles?' I say yeah, some in the cabinent. So, I'm in my room playing Resident Evil 4 while he's outside making the food. I pass out on my couch that night, and my dad wakes me up in the morning saying 'Don't be bringing you and your buddies here when your all fucked up. I've seen stoned people before, and I know you were. Saw your dumbass friend tripping on those noodles last night.' All I could think was 'Oh shit.'.
Needless to say when my buddy came over later that day, I punched him in the face for not even trying to act sober.
My mom when she was in Berkely was a stoner and did some other stuff. My dad has been smoking for over 40 years(he's 63) so he still tokes.
I told my mama that I was smoking pot and she didn't get angry just dissappointed and worried about my health. My grades are still fabulous and everything. She's mostly worried about the legal part and health. She said it would be fine if I ingested it but not smoke it. Weird eh? But she said it was up to me to do it or not and to be extremely cautious.
My rules when I have kids.
1. Doesn't smoke until 17, that's when I started.
2. Must have B's or higher to smoke.
3. Must have all hw finished.
4. Don't drive while stoned.
Dan
my mom found papers in my room - asked about them and i said i didnt do it anymore - i actually wasnt at the time so it wasnt a lie - well like 6months later i came home high as hell and said goodnight and she asked me to come over to her, she was like theres something by your eye what is it - well she stared me down and my eyes were red as hell - i lost - so i just went to my room and my dad came home from work and came into my room after talking to my mom and said "have you been smokin' dope?' - well i laughed and didnt say much and he left - im not sure if they still think i smoke or not - they probably know just dont care much - i am 19
one time my brother was smokin outta his bong in his room. thing is my dad was just in the middle of putting an socket in the wall and he was just taking a break...so my dad came up right in the middle of one of my brothers hits. my dad was furious. he confiscated the bong and then 2 months later my brother and i were down at my uncles place (my dad spends most of the summer there) and we found the bong sitting on the work bench in the basement, so me and my bro and my uncle and my dad all go out behind the barn (they have like 54857295 horses) and smoke a bowl. good time. horses were staring us down
i was at home aone,,, at least thats what i thought when my friend calls up and is like yo i got some fire wanna chill. and loud as fuck i say YEA MAN HOOK ME UP W/SOME OF THAT DANK SHIT. unfortunatly my mom was right outside of the room at tha moment. so it pretty much sucked for me for like a week after.
So he confiscated it...then 2 months after he smokes with you???Quote:
Originally Posted by tribute to me
That's kinda fucked up...
^^Indeed
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my mom smelled it on me a coupla times i think, but never really confronted me until she caught me hitting a bowl on the back porch with my friend alisa. she clearly saw me and then didnt really do anything about it. for a while she made little sly comments when she'd kiss me goodnight, like smell my hair or something, until finally it was an unspoken rule that if i didnt do it around her it was pretty much all right. then one time she caught me fishbowling the bathroom, banged on the door yelling "dont smoke in the house!" but i pretty much ignored her.
now i can get away with pretty much everything...today my mom was putting my sweatshirt in the wash, found my suspension note inside that says "suspended for illegal use of marijuana on school campus", came upstairs and made me smell it cause it actually reeked of weed. it was pretty funny.
I passed out one night and left all my weed out in the open.
My parents were beyond pissed.
The two worst weeks of my life were then.
I left my myspace on and it had hella stuff about drugs. I didnt feel like thinking of an excuse so I just told her.
She started to get upset, so to make her laugh I told her how the bottle of Brandi in the refrigerator is gatoraid.
I completely ignored her orders to stop, so now shes doing this "4 day punishment" where I cant do anything at all. Doesnt really work.
You know, for the ones who parents know but just ask that you don't smoke in the house, I find you people take it for granted. If my parents were cool with me doing weed but as long as I didn't do it in the house I'd be fine with it. It don't take much time to put on a coat if its cold and go to the side of the house or something. I think you guys are being just plain lazy.
i feel that man....i got arrested for possession last week when the cops pulled me over right after i smoked a blunt in there with my boy and had a couple oz's under the seatQuote:
Originally Posted by Oli
Maybe I could finish my essay on marijuana (started in early October, rough draft is on this site somewhere), and then you could print it out, then give it to your dad, and then you say "You tell me what the fuck is wrong with weed"Quote:
Originally Posted by Streetwiseguy16
Or
You could straight up learn everything there is to know about weed that is -TRUE-, and then somehow instigate a debate over weed in a casual conversation. See what he does when you destroy everything he thinks he knows about weed.
If, in that conversation, your dad cites some stupid fucking statisitic like "X hospital trips are related to mary-jee-wahna, then you remind him that it is unlikely that the hospital visit and the weed are even close to related, and that that statistic is bullshit and is used as a scare tactic.
My parents don't know yet (although they possibly suspect something...who knows, really). But when I have kids, I couldn't be a hypocrite and not let them smoke. My rules woud be simple.
1. Be 16, cause that's when I started
2. Have a 4.0, because that's what I have in school
3. Don't drive
4. They can smoke in the house, but they only can bring friends whose parents are okay with them smoking...I don't want any lawsuits on my hands.
5. They must give me a hit whenever I so demand.
6. No smoking on school nights
Yeah but that's pretty much it
why would you put conditions on smoking? i mean, maintaining a 4.0 gpa is a pretty big expectation. thats kinda lame.
Perhaps, but it's most definitely possible to get those grades and still smoke, and I'd want my kids to have the best future they can. There's nothing that can stop a well-educated pothead...I mean if you're really smart and you smoke pot, you can shatter people's illusions about potheads being stupid.
Amen to that, Irken. I'm quite sure my parents know I blaze, and here's how:
--I've come home with my friends and me smelling like weed multiple times.
--One night I was blazing in my bathroom, finished the bowl, turned off the lights, and turned on the fan. I wake up in the morning, my mom's on the treadmill in the living room (just outside the bathroom), the lights are on and the fan is off-- and there's a dime of dank sitting on the counter.
--One time I get home from school and my dad comes up to me and says, "Hey, I was just reading this book, and someone asks the main character, 'Have you ever done drugs?' And the main character responds, 'Only marijuana, but that doesn't count for a guitarist.' Pretty funny, isn't it? Don't you think that's funny?" (I play guitar, by the way).
I say, "Sure, Dad," and go about my business.
Also, my parents were huge stoners back in the day-- they went to Cornell, U of M, and UC Berkeley for grad-- and know the signs.
So, here's my plan. Once I get into college (hopefully Stanford, maybe Cornell, but most likely U of M or UC Santa Barbara), I'll just go up to them and say, "Look, guys, i have a 3.97 GPA in advanced courses, and I have guaranteed admission to a great college. I guess you should know that I've been smoking on a regular basis since the middle of 10th grade. Wanna blaze?"
To which they'll most likely respond, "We knew all along that you blazed, congrats on college; I'll go fetch my RooR!"
(I figure they probably still smoke and, knowing my parents, they wouldn't settle for less than a RooR.)
Aw man, Stanford sucks. Berkeley is much better for smoking in college. My dream schools are Princeton, Dartmouth, and Berkeley right now...
But I feel the exact same way. Except my parents will react like this, upon my admission to Princeton and subsequent outing as a stoner: "you spent our money on weed?? there's no way we're paying for a $45k college now...enjoy a state school!"
Stanford's a better school academically, though-- and it's still good for blazing in college.
my parents are the people who hand out fliers at schools explaing how dope leads to insanity, orgies, spontaneous combustion, etc. etc. so yea, if I got caught, my parents would freak.
told my mum a couple of months before my 17th birthday i think. I`d had a drink an she asked me straight ,so i told her, an showed her a rather tasty bit of black that was doin the rounds at the time, only I may add, because she thought hash was powder that was injected , I`m now 34 an I think she realises I`m no junkie my father an I have never really broached the subject of dope smokin theres sort of an unwritten rule there but my mums still a bit "OH NO,,OH NO...HE`S ON DRUGS" bless her...
I smoked in my room all the time, and I was just kind enough to shove my bong behind my computer when she'd come in so that we wouldn't have to talk about it. She knew, I knew she knew, she knew I knew she knew, and I knew that too.
Eventually I come home after eating a ridiculous amount of amanita muscarias and im puking all over myself every 10 minutes, and she says "stick to just smoking pot, and from now on do it outside"
And we smoked a joint together once and watched a movie and my mom goofy when high, but so fun. Her cell phone would beep like every minute and she'd walk around looking for it and eventually she found out it was in her pocket. lol, she hadn't been stoned in like 10 years though she said so I was glad I got her high. ^^
i was talkin with my mom and we were talkin about drugs and shit, and she was like "do you smoke" and i was all, yea. she said that she didnt blame me and that she did it all the time in high school and college. she just said that she didnt want me smokin like...every day. but i only do it like 3 times a month anyways so i was cool with that
dude im 13. i got caught like 2wice i guess. the first time was for stealing me moms Ziplock bag. she was mad because she didint think i knew how unharmful the drug is and she was like do u smoke and im like i tried it a couple times. ( iw ish i told her the truth wich was "yea ive gotten high more than 100 times in the past 2 months") but anyway the second time was when i got suspended and arrested for possesion in school cuz i got caught smoking in the bathroom.they just said that if i got good grades i could toke witht hem but scince i get d's (always have) i have to wait till collage or senior high school. when im a parent ima let me kid smoke at any age, and ima teach him how to be responsible about it and how to not get caugt and all. and ill let him bring over whoever he wants cuz if the parents call ill just be like, ur sons smoking too, who the hell are you to talk? and they cant drive or do anything else besides Thizz, Shrooms, and weed until there 18
It's kinda hasrh for me but I can deal with it..
My dad caught my friend and I smoking sorta.. he just came by and asked if I could smell something burning. I said no and he shrugged.
My friend left and I was alone. Decided to have a bowl for myself. But my dad caught me right after I finished taking a hit and asked what that burning smell was. I told him it was 'special tobacco' lol! And he said "well thank god it's not marijuana, that stuff is DANGEROUS!"
He took the pipe and found out right away what it was and gave me a short talk about how it's dangerous and will destroy me and so on.
He said he was gonna have a talk with my mom so I waited in my room nervous outta my mind.
My dad came in and told me to come to their room.
They asked who I got it from (I simply said I wouldn't say)
How long I've been doing it (I said since beginning of school year which was true.. I was a senior in hs at the time)
Then my dad asked why I do it.
I was really nervous and high and didn't really have good answers. lol.. so I said "I dunno..... bored?"
He told me I was a 'classic case' of a drug addict. I was so insulted and sad that my stomach was hurting like hell but I think it was cause of the listerine pocket I had to cover my bad breath.
He also said he'd make me go to rehab if I kept smoking.
Then told me how weed is dangerous cause its 7 times stronger since the 70s.
This kept going on.. it was horrible.
My dad doesn't seem to care much any more but my mom still does.
I was doing well in school but everytime I did bad in something they immedietly blame pot.
To top it off, my gf HATES weed probably more than my parents. After my long fucking post about how my parents react to weed, I bet you can't imagine my gf after saying she hates weed MORE THAN MY FUCKIN PARENTS!
If you really wanna know.. this is how she went berserk on me.
I called her up on the phone the day before my birthday:
I have a question..
What?
Do you like...
?
Um, never mind it's nothing.
No tell me!
It's nothing! I know you don't like it!
WHAT?
Nothing!!
Just tell me, please!!
ok.. do you like... marijuana?
......................WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?
She was so shocked and pissed that she broke up with me on the spot and she cried.
Horrible....
But I got her back on the phone and we talked until we were ok.
The very next day my parents were gone and it was my birthday but it was kinda ruined because of our argument from the day before. She brought up weed in a conversation and told me how her friend was so addicted to weed that he killed himself after he couldn't find any more weed. She basically told me everything this country tried to tell us back in the 20s and 30s.
The situation was so crazy I just had to tell her that I quit and never did it anymore (which is a big ass lie). She believed me luckily.
All was solved when I gave her good sex. In the middle of it she stopped and wanted to say she was sorry.
It's all so strange cause she's kind of a heavy drinker...
So now whenever she catches me when I'm talking to her on the phone talking too weird, she asks if I was drinking. I was so relieved and just said yes and she got cheerful about it. If I had said I was high she would break up with me.
It's funny cause she told me that weed is a 'drug' and after explaining to her that so is alcohol, she strongly disagreed.
God I want a gf that smokes weed. I don't wanna break up with my current gf cause I would feel like a drug addict if I wanted to break up with her simply cause I wanna do drugs without worrying about her. But... I love her.
Crazy world we live in.