Stealth smoking was always more fun then just smoking and getting that ugly look from my mom. The whole 'I know.. but I'm not going to say it out loud so that you can feel this parental shame I have the capability of casting upon you' look. Anyone with bratty parents knows what I'm talking about.

I live on my own now, so I just put a towel under my door and smoke away. When its not too cold I open my window. I don't need my building knowing there is a pothead on the third floor.