My mom randomly searched my backpack... Found my friends pipe, a quarte of high mids, rolling papers, and my little leather stoner pouch... Anyways... Me and my friend are at my beach house until Tuesday. His parents are ok with weed. We are about to have a conversation with my mom, both of us. it's going to go one of two ways, my mom is a little more lenient about pot, or I start getting drug tested routinely... We've been thinking this conversation over so many times in our heads preparing, were pretty sure were going to win it. I'll update you guys in a minute....
So did I, and it took them two years of me not fucking up to be convinced. And then this year my mom bought me a vaporizer
Well... We had a pretty constructive convo... I mean we were straight up, an she beleives how safe we are... She's only not OK with the actual buying it... It's actually possible that I ask for my stuff back, just for the rest of break.... Because we already have it.
Cool man. It's good that she actually took the time to hear you out and whatnot. Hopefully you can get your shit back.
I know. She finally actually listened to something I said... That's a first. She might even give my friend his bowl back.
Glad things went somewhat well...Give her a few years until shes more ok with it.I can understand how you being young would worry her.
Yeah. It actually turned out pretty good. Plus we were interupted, so like, I'll probably get to speak more.
Oh and my neighbor down here is one of my best friends, and he has 5 grams of sour deisel right now...
drink more alcohol... puke in moms room... well, you know mom this wouldnt have happened if you let me smoke weed.. Dont burn down the house while drunk or it will never work..