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so I smoked A shit load of weed and went home, and I was expecting my dad to be asleep but he was wide awake and watching tv. and he kept trying to talk to me it went something like:
*walks in*
dad: where were you?
me: ........ IDK
dad:what do you mean you don't know?
me:.....I was walking?
dad: where were you walking?
me:............outside
dad:......where outside?
me:........what are you talking about?
*I walk into kitchen*
dad:I was worried sick!
me:why?
dad:I didn't know where you went
me:I went outside
dad:I didn't know where you were
me:........I was outside
dad:are you stoned?
*after about a minute of starring at each other*
me:..no, why?
dad:come here right now, are you stoned?
me:is the pope a caddilac?
dad:...what?
me:I'm gonna sleep now, it's 3:30 in the morning.
it was easily one of the most awkward moments of my lifetime. luckly I'm asian so I don't need to worry about my eyes. but I think my dad knows.
this one isn't about me. it's actualy one of my dads many stories about when he was stoned.
*walks in the door to find parents set up a intervention*
gramma: have a good jog?
dad:...yeah, it wasn't bad
gramma:I thought you might have tried weed before, but I didn't know you were supplying the whole niegborhood!!!
*gramma pulls out 4 ounces*
grampa: we found this under your bed and your brothers bed, how do you explain this?
dad:....I....put it there
gramma: we're calling the cia
dad: ok
grampa: we know what you do on your jogs.
dad:HAHAHAHAHA know you don't HAHAHAHAHAHA
He says then he went in his room and found out they didn't find the other 6 ounces he and his 2 brothers hid in the closet.
Sweet stories, made me chuckle for sure.
I am so glad my mother knows that I smoke. She can call it before anybody else usually too. I don't have to hide it, but sometimes in the middle of the day I don't like anybody to know that im getting fried, so I'll do it before I get in the shower so I don't smell at all. Then I'll do my make up all nice so the average person couldn't tell that Im high. However, I can say one word to my mother and she will look at me, laugh and say "Did you have a toke? You had a toke!" and then walk away.
I love being completely open about it in this house, makes life easier.
No judgments either, which I really like!!
When I was younger I used to think that the parents that let us smoke in the house and drink and shit were the coolest ones...im 18 now and now I realize I'm happy my parents gave a fuck about me and what I did with my life, of course now they know I smoke so its not that awkward when I'm stoned outa my head, but they still dont approve...just means they love me
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i work for my dad and he knows i smoke weed, he just dos not want me doing it before or during work. even tho he doe not want me to i still do. i started and closed a phone sale today that made my dad $80,000 in commission, and i smoked a bowl while on the phone with them (working from home rules). so if he found out that i was doing it while at work he wouldn't care as long as it help me make him money.
I love talking to my parents stoned on the phone. It is so funny cuz anyone of my friends would be able to guess just from the way im talking that i am fried and they are just like, completely oblivious. i love my parents and i dont think they would even care that much if they found out but its still funny
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I'm so glad I have parents that smoke weed and know that I smoke. Shit, my mom even gets stoned with me. If you are honest with your dad maybe he will smoke with you, you never know, that's how I got mine to.
I smoke pot and my mom knows it. when I was younger she didnt like it but now that im in my 20's, she knows its better for me to be doing then other crazy things. plus she finds it amusing when all I am doing is sitting on the coach after vaping like 2 bowls. I tend to sit there just stoned outta my gourd, eating something giggling at Comedy Central. lol she just says: "does Bline have the munchies?!?!" so I just say yeah. she thinks its funny at times. other times she just wonders why I like to be so baked( I'm a stoner )
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I only really had to hide it till i was 17, and I never really hid it. I always smoked in my room down in the basement. My mom was an old hippy, and still smokes. If she accused me of anything it was being drunk. I dont need to worry about it now and usually am stoned around my mom. And have smoked with my mom on numerous occasions.
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Haha smooth moves lol.
Hate it when parents talk to you when you're high.
First thing you get asked. "Whats wrong with your eyes?"
"Ugh nothing I'm just tired"
Then straight to bed haha.
Haha it sucks man.
I'm so glad I have parents that smoke weed and know that I smoke. Shit, my mom even gets stoned with me. If you are honest with your dad maybe he will smoke with you, you never know, that's how I got mine to.
haha same exact thing happened to me and it was the coolest thing ever..
im always stoned now in my house outside my house before i go to my house doesnt matter. and i never use visine
but before everything was this chill ive had some funyn conversations:
once i was at the rec center playin g bball baked outta my mind and my mom shows up
mom: hey wat are u doing
me: nothing
mom: well here (hands me 5 bucks) get urself something to eat
me: k bye
mom: why are ur eyes red
me: (mumbles a laugh) waat?
mom: rolls eyes and smiles
me: 5 sec pause.. i went simming in the pool thats why .. and actually im sick gotta cold thats why
mom: sureeee.. well anyway im gonna pick u up at like 20 affter 4 (did anyone catch that?) and yes that literally was said
me: k bye
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hi Eezle do u have a cell phone, everybody does, right? just give that cool dad of yours a call, thats all he wants, good excuse for gettin a cell phone too...
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For some reason now that i think back on it, my mom i think always knew i was tokin, and never said anything. I always made sure to call her and let her know if i was gonna be out all night, which was about every night. Only time she ever really said anything about anything was after i got caught doing something stupid, or when i was smoking cigs from my upstairs window. Idiot teenage me, just tossed the butts to the grassy ground waiting below, evidence was non-refutable.
My dad on the other hand, who still gets stoned to this day, (i lived with my mom) knew every time when i went out with my brothers what we were doing. Always told me he would rather catch me smokin' a joint than drinkin out of a bottle. THat phrase right there was enough for me to not drink, and never really do any other drugs. It was like i sorta had his blessing to smoke pot, as long as i wasnt screwin' anything else up. Made an impression for him to share with me his bad experiences with other antics and drugs too.
Parents are good times, at least the ones who try their best with what they have. Then its up to you.