Yeah, my dad was a grade A italian immigrant, but instead of beign liek allthe friends he came to canada with and only hanging out with italians. he got into fucking hippie culture, he came around 1961, and 15 years old and hasn't told me he grew a plant in his apartment when my mom was pregnant with my sister in 82. and he was like 30.
He still smokes, he tries to hide it from me, but ive stole from his stash and stole some papers from him. I hear him coming inside coughing or ive smelt weed in the backyard and called for him, and hear him like ....yea-hrrrm! im com-*cough* in." I've beem thinking since he's like 60 and has been smoking since like he was 16. why would he be coughing, but its cuz he's an old fart.
I'm still young enough for him to boss me around so im to scared to bring up that fact that i smoke weed. i think one day i wanna catch him and then be like hah! ur caught. and then tell him i smoke to. so he wont be mad. and maybe. if eh isent a douche like he normally is. we may toke.