Lol, I don't get into much trouble for smoking anymore. But once I got threw smoking two j's downstairs in the basement in my room and sprayed some air freshener, but not much. My mom comes down, washing a load of clothes, and I don't fuckin' believe it, because she hardly comes down stairs to do this. I started to get paranoid like a mofo. She comes in my room and say, "What's that smell ?" Me: What smell ? Mom: You've been smokin' reefer ? Me: No. Now I start to get extremely paranoid. Mom: Yes you have, you tried to cover it up with air freshener. Me: No I didn't. So, she goes up stairs and my dad just got home. I spent my whole high, a paranoid nervous wreck. But it turns out my dad is okay about it? Man, I wasted 2 j's of some good quality shit.