Here´s the setup: I'm three days away from leaving for my dad's place in Peru, and I'm trying to finish up my psychology course early (ironically, I was doing a project on tetratogens, specifically cannabis). My best girl Jenna stops by to deliver a book to me, and since my mom was out for three hours at least, we decided to haul the fan into my room, open up my window and get high (I just started smoking recently) So we get SUPER high, one of the best ever, and we just finish smoking our second round when we hear my mom's car pull up. Me and Jenna start FAH-REEKIN out, and she books it out my window. Meanwhile, my sober brother (who was ever so kindly covering for us) tells my mom that Jenna was in my room and that she's stopped by for only two minutes to deliver a book. So mom comes downstairs to see me, and not only is Jenna gone, but her coat and bag and all her school books were all over my fuckin room. She tutts gently at me and goes "you're supposed to be finishing your psyche, silly!" And I'm like "yeah, lol mom. I'm such a silly." Meanwhile I'm tripping off my ASS. And my mom was ABOUT to leave my room, when she turns around with a smile and says "oh, why is the fan in here?" "Um... It was really hot last night" I said, painfully aware that it had been RAINING that night. My mom looked from me to the fan, back to me again then gasped and said "Oh my god! You guys were smoking POT!!!!" Then she just shakes her head and goes upstairs. I'm panicking now, because in my inebriated state I have convinced myself that she is FURIOUS. So I stay downstairs and finish up my project on Cannabis (lol), and head upstairs nervously. Mom's just sitting on the couch reading a gossip rag, and I'm like "mom?... I'm done my psyche, mom." And she looks up and goes "Oh! Great! Let's go to Dairy Queen." and that was the end of that.
My mom made me french toast last night after I did a few gravs, its the best when your parents make you food and dont care how blazed you are.
wouldn't happen in my kin. But hmm... they found my bowl and stash...and never confenscated it...wonder what they have been doing with it... huh, such a mystery...
Your mum sounds super cool, my mum normally takes one look at me, shakes her head and then chucks me a bag of crisps.
They were decent crisps at least. You americans call them 'chips' well we call chips 'chips' and you call them fries. Messed up world.
Man, u've got a cool mom. My mom already knows I smoke cigarettes and I'm only 17, so that already pisses her off. She asked me one time if I smoked weed and I was like "No, absolutely not" and she was like "Good, because if I ever find out you're smoking weed, I'm calling the cops on you" and I was just like "damn, that sucks". I wish I had a mom that would say "Let's go to dairy queen" right after I smoke a blunt.
Wow where in Peru are you moving to? Im moving to Peru? and what is up with moving to Peru, my mom is from Peru that is my im moving by myself.
im not sure where abouts but i will in like 5 years time for about 1-2 years to teach english, improove my spanish, volunteer for greenpeace saving the amazon, buying lots of weed as its so cheap down there, then just chilling, surfing, playing soccer and golf whatever its a beautiful country, i will take alot of english money with me as the exchange rate is good
