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I think that my dad just tries to deny the fact that I smoke, but I feel that both of my parents have to know I do. My mom I think is living with the fact I smoke, but if they find weed or paraphernalia in my room they would both be upset. But my family is from Belgium and I've been to Amsterdam twice now. And really, what else would I want to go for? She used to tell me stories of her skipping high school and going to Amsterdam for the day but "never smoking weed before". Everyone I know American and European only goes to Amsterdam to get messed up. I think it's better on our relationship keeping it at a "no show and tell" basis.

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DUDE I HAVE TOTALLY DONE THAT BEFORE WHEN I WAS STONED

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these stories are all great.




my parents didint know i smoked, but when they found out after i had been smoking for 2 years they said that they had a feeling i was. they said i acted bitter and that meant i did drugs. i was like lol wtf. maybe it was the salvia taht did that to me.

plus they said my jeep smelled like weed cuz of me and my girl smokin in the girl and drivin around then gettin sucked off. it was good days.



but yeah my mom thinks i still smoke altho i always deny it, but i know she knows im a big fat fucking liar. when i flew home from college shes like "dont take anything on the plane because they WILL find it."

and i stilld enied i did it.


after reading this thread i might tell her soon.

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lol thats why im not sayin shit

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"In every man's chest, there beats a heart." - Bob Marley

I can hide it pretty much all the time, just if i look baked they might just ask if i was ok or something.
i leave the house to blaze with friends alot, and my dad will make jokes about me leaving all the time, saying were off to do drugs or something,
Im pretty sure he knows, i expect a conversation on this with him in the future, depending on the mood of the conversation i might be straight out with him, but I've been caught before and my mom doesn't know a thing about weed, and tryed to have me put in some kind of rehab, and at the time i only blazed once or twice a week, now im smoking out my bedroom window every few hours,

Happy Toking

My mom knows, she doesn't really care that much anymore. She just wants me to go to school and shit and not drop out like my brother did. She ALWAYS knows when I'm stoned. She'll like give me a little look like she knows, but then she'll just smile. hahah.
My dad knows too, but he doesn't ever say ANYTHING about it and we never talk about it. I smoke in my room and he NEVER goes in there and when he does, he knocks.
My mom used to be a huge pothead! hah. I wish she still did. she works a lot and I bet it would stress her out a lot less. But my dad is pretty much completely against it, so she wont.

First of all all great stories! I just have to put my story down now. When my mom found out, I was having a party in my garage. My friends and I were playing beer pong and passing around a bong. My friend hands me the bong and I fill up the chamber then I hear my name being called. I look up and I see my mom standing in the doorway just looking at me hit this bong. (I'm cracking up just recalling the story)
She says: We need to talk. NOW. She walks out of the garage and me (drunk and stoned) skip outside to confront her.
She says: What you guys doing in there?
I say: Playing beer pong.
Mom: Looks like you were hitting a bong. I didn't reply and she said she had to go to work and no one was allowed to leave that night.
The next day I was terrified to talk to her. Then when I finally did talk to her the first thing she said was "I am kind of disapointed in you..." I look at the ground and didn't say anything. She continues on "I'm disappointed because you didn't offer me a hit." I stop looking at the ground and looked at her and said "Well you were on your way to work I didn't think I should have." To her final response being "One hit wouldn't have messed me up that much."

And since that day shes told me a few of her stoney stories in college. She will ask if I'm high and I just tell her the truth and she says ok and we continue on with a conversation. Nothing weird here. I love it! I havn't smoked with her because I don't think she does. But one day I will try to bring her around for a few tokes here and there.

Peace!

My dad knows I smoke weed.

A couple weeks ago the fuckin tumwater PD was at my house, confiscated my bong n shit (pm me if you wanna know how it happened)

he asked me if I was baked, I calmly replied "no" and he was like ok. Then he was like, well if you wanna get a job, you gotta get clean, you know that right?
I said yeah. Then he asked me if I was clean, and I said no. He then said, "yeah, I kinda knew that already"

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My parents know that I have smoked in the past, but they don't know I still do. There is no way I would ever even hint at it, they are crazy about that shit. The one time they busted me was all I needed not to tell them, my dad almost called the cops on me (would've sucked, I would've gotten busted for intent to sell with how much I had in my room at the time).

Now it's just an issue of slipping up and making jokes about smoking sometimes. Last summer I went shopping one day with my mom and was making a joke about someone who had come through the drive thru while I was at work the other day reeking of weed. She looked at me and asked how I knew what it smelled like. I hadn't smoked in like two months at the time but I still panicked until she remembered that I "used to" smoke.

I went out to blaze with a couple of friends earlier today, then I came back and...

Dad: Where did you go?

Me: I went for a walk.

Mom: Could you put these bags in the trunk for me honey?

Me: sure..

Dad: Hold on, there's something you're not telling me.

Me: I'll go put these bags in the car.

Dad: There's something up.

So as I'm putting the bags in the trunk I'm just fucking sketching out like crazy and I can't control myself. When I came back my mom mentioned michael phelps, I have no idea what they were talking about but I'm sure it has something to do with smoking.

Mom: Where did you go on your walk?

Me: I went to McDonalds cuz I was hungry

Dad: Oh, you could have said that before.

Mom: Did you meet anyone?

Me: What are you talking about?

Mom: never mind

Dad: Don't worry about it, just tell me where you are next time.

Me: Sure thing.

Mom: I'll need to talk to you about coming in the house during school. (every lunch hour I go home and toke since I live so close by from school)

Mom: I'm fine with you coming in when someone's home but not when we're both gone.

Me: I'll keep that in mind.

My mom was a big stoner so she knows the tells. She offen deos not notess with me, but she all ways can see when my sister is blazed.

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The only bad thing about weed is when it runs out.

My mom knows i smoke. She doesnt care anymore, as long as i open my window and dont smoke when shes babysitting my nephew and she wants my grades to stay up. 2 things i would do anyways and i keep my grades up. No one can tell im stoned accept my step dad, it doesnt matter where i come from he looks at me and knows im stoned. But they are cool about it. My dad on the other hand, I dont think he knows. But then again he always jokes around if i say "oh im saving up for this or that" he will say where did your money go, did you buy a bag of grass. I laugh and play it off like i dont smoke. And with my grades being alot better then they were my first 2 years of school, hes like "keep it up, because i got stuck in woodshop to graduate because i was a stoner" So i think if he found out he would be upset but i dont know because i stay out of trouble and do good in school now then when i was younger.

hhaha i can usually play it off unless someone keeps askin questions and trys to make the conversation last long, thats when i start gettin tongue tied and start talkin stupid

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"Wait, what do you mean the battery's dead?" - Pineapple Express

Ok so i got a decent story about talking to my parents high. One day over christmas break i woke up and got a txt from my good friend Jeff saying "hey wanna smoke then go get some lunch" and i obviously replied yes. So Jeff, my other friend Sam and I go smoke at Jeff's house out of his bong. We packed it twice and got like 3 hits per bowl pack. We were all pretty ripped. We then hit up BK for some food. It was pretty good. Jeff had something else to do so he was like hey is it cool if i just drop u guys off. Sam and and i r like yea thats cool man. So Jeff drops me off at my house and i see that my aunts car is in the driveway and at this point i'm still really high. i enter the front door to my house to see my mom dad aunt and uncle(who is a cop) in the kitchen talking. I say i hello to my parents then give my aunt a hug and shake my uncles hand. i think my aunt could clearly tell because i think she could smell it on my jacket and i'm not sure about my uncle. This is kinda how it went

I walk in the door
Aunt: Hey! How are u?
Me: Good, how r u guys, it's good to see u(giving her a hug/shaking my uncles hand)
Dad: So where u been all afternoon
Me: o i was at Jeffs house playing some xbox
Dad: what games?
Me: just some Halo and Call of Duty
Dad: O ok, nice
Aunt: so hows school going, do u just luv it(i'm a freshman in college)
Me: O yea i love it a lot, i think the school was just the perfect fit for me
Aunt: So where were u again, who where u with?(my aunt is is a real joker and she would have done this even if i wasn't high but it through me off guard and i just froze up)
Me: uh , i was at Jeffs house playing xbox
Aunt: Hahah i'm just messin with u
Dad: Didnt u go get some lunch 2?
Me: o yea we did that 2
Uncle:........... silence from the entire time

After that the parents got into a conversation about something else and i just stood there like i was interested, then eventually just left.

In the end i think my aunt was the only one that knew, but she prob told my uncle. In terms of my parents, they r wicked oblivious and i think had no idea. When reading the convo u may think like wow this kid blew it but i actually did a really good job. Thanks 4 reading

_The Reverend Green

My mom knows i smoke, I used to smoke a few times per month, at clubs, etc. come home fucked up, I've been daily for about half a year now, she says to open the window a little when i do because she's just right outside my door, which is always open (one bedroom house) she gets giggle fits and jokes around it's kinda funny that she's getting contact. One time she ordered chinese at midnight.

First post btw, nice place you got here