i just recently went down to florida to see my parents, i have been smoking since i was 11 years old. never once told them about it [but figured they knew]. one night my dad and i are out on the deck smoking a cigarette, he asks me to get the decorative jar on the bakers rack. i look inside, and there is over an ounce in there. i rolled up a spliff and we toked, NEVER knew my parents smoked. it was very cool.

in the future, if i ever do have kids, i most definately will be a stoner mom.