Quote Originally Posted by 3 Sheets To The Wind
I'm always worrying about smoking in my room, in case my dad walks in while tokin', so last night i thought i might as well. Well i had a full bowl, smoked half of it, smoked the other half in one hit, just as i finished the hit i hear *knock knock* "Josh" and the door opening *creak* all in 2 seconds, it was my dad, just bursting into my room while i had a hit held in, i blew it out the window and he said "you seeing if it's raining?" so i said yeh as i had just come in from the window.
Then what does he do, except sit on my fuckin' bed behind me watching my tv, so i walked out and got a drink (stashed my pipe and lighter in the garage) and when i came back into my room he was just sitting on my bed, so i just watched tv ignoring him and he finally went away, but i know he must have smelt smoke as he wouldn't have just sat in here otherwise.

It pisses me off because every single night, at least twice he bursts in and i hear him sniffing the air, then just says "computer ok?" even though he knows there's nothing fuckin' wrong with it, what about if i was havin' a wank or something when he burst in? he has no respect for my privacy.

So today i'm kinda blanking him and just giving him short sharp answers, just to get the message across that he pissed me off last night, grr!

well before ya get all bent out of shape may i inject a few thoughts

what if he just wanted to spend a few minutes with his son becuase he feels he would like to be closer to you
what if he is cool enough to ignore the fact he cuaght you toking.he may not of wanted to raise any hell about it

did it cross your mind he might have something on his mind wanted to talk to you but you sat there like a cold fish,all into yourself to much to notice


or is it all about you,
dude thats ya dad i have no clue what kinda relationship ya have.

asking about the pc is trying to find COMMON GROUND with ya maybe

you call it nosy
to him its showing some interest in your life,

take him fishing or something see how much better yaw get along,
peace