Over Christmas break this year while I was home, my sister would wake me up before she had to go to school so I could roll her a blunt to bring to school with her, and of course, we would toke up as well. Well, my step-dad was home from work one morning and we didn't know, and I was just sitting in the living room chilling on the couch and rolling a blunt, and I look up, and he's standing in the doorway. Long story short, the three of us smoked and I was left with "If your mother finds out about this, we're all dead."

(My step-dad is like 20 years older than my mom and was a hippie, I was very surprised when he said he hadn't smoked in ten years.)