It's only me and my younger brother living with my father. I remember when my dad found out about me smoking weed. He didn't even seem to care, all he said was, don't let me catch you smoking with your brother.

The next fucking day he comes into the house and we're lighting up. Dad just says, hey I thought I told you not to give him any. All I said was, it's not mine it's his and he shook his head and walked into the kitchen. Now we smoke all over the house, tis great.