Plenty of years ago, I was very sick. I had been taking very strong antibiotics for a week. My friends came over and we smoked a blunt, but I left my room and went into the living room. I was really paranoid and my heart was racing, so I sat down on the couch, put my feet up on the coffee table, and started twirling my hair...with both hands. Finally, I called my Mother (at a bar) and told her what happened, she said, "I've taken pills before and smoked some Weed. You'll be alright."

That is the only time she has ever told me that she smoked.