Thats harsh. I knew my dad smoked weed for the longest time, and I used to pinch his bags. but I was way to sacred to ask him for some. Untill he caught me in his bag one day, and he stared at me while I rolled up a joint of his weed. Then we smoked it. It was a good day, but I was so nervous and stoned, it was almost unpleasnt. Now I just ask him and he usually gives me a toke or two if hes got some.

P.S. He was drunk once and gave be like a $20 bag. I was so happy