Ha. One time I was at my friends house, and his mom is a bitch. It was my first (and last) time at his house. Apparently she's all against weed. Well anyway, it was morning, and it was raining outside, and I had a roach, and wanted to get high, and we were in his finished basement, so I went in the bathroom which had a powerful and loud exhaust, and lit them up. A few moments later his mom comes storming down, and goes in the bathroom, and comes back out, and her like 4 year older daughter is like "what's wrong" and she's like "I'm about to call the cops on (her sons name)'s friend", and I'm silent and high at this point, and my friend doesn't even know what's going on because he's been upstairs, but I guess he talks her out of calling the cops, and she drives me home, and that's it.

That was a few years ago, and I realize how lucky I was not to have gotten the cops called on me. That's why I smoke at my house the majority of the time, where there's no risk of somebody who's anti-weed.