PinkPunk420

Ok, first of all, I'm a first time grower, so ANYTHING that grows is some kind of success to me. Secondly, I've talked to my parents, and they not only let me toke, they toke with me, give me pot, give me seeds, and not only give me growing advice, they take care of the kids (plants... they're my babies) while i'm at school. To me, that's success. If you're a kid, and you're hiding it from ur parents, at least TRY talking to them about it. I came right out and told my parents... the damn hippy's, and they had to confess to me that they had been toking forever. Silly parents. Thats what I call success. I don't connect with my rents on anything else.

Maximus

hey man i completely know what ur sayin
i've known my mom smokes since i was like ten but the other day we started talkin about and not only did she admitt she does it she told me she would much rather have me toke then get drunk wich i think is pretty damn cool although i think smokin with her would be just a little strange if you know what i mean

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Truechiefa69

both of you are so damn lucky it is not even funny

i know my dad smokes but i am afraid to talk to him about it but if i ever get into trouble wiht it i will say something.

skunkbud

My parents and step parents smoke. We smoke together but sometimes it is unusual.

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skunk bud indica!!

huh?

I asked my parents today if I could grow. I gave them as many reasons as I could, no more dealers, lotsa $$$ to be saved, the beautiful proccess of growing such a great plant. They just started going on about how overly important weed was in my life, so I fired back with facts on weed, and it just escalated from there. Keep in mind my Mom never did it even once, and my Dad did it twice only (yeah, right) and drove the wrong way down the same one-way each time!! LOL Whatever though, I still ain't growing sweet cheebs of my own here. Nice to hear some parents understand, PinkPunk420!

pontoon

About 30 years ago my folks were givin' me grief about smokin' and growin' when I finally told them "How can ya tell me not to do this when you haven't ever tried it yerself?" That night the Mrs. (still dating then) and I rolled up 2 primo Colombian dubes and passed them around the kitchen table with Mom & Pop! It was the wierdest night of my life! Mom kept saying she wasn't feeling anything...she didn't wanna fess up and say she was enjoying what was going on! Dad was getting off on his "Old Man" music and couldn't believe how great the snacks tasted after we got high! We've never gotten high together since then, but I think they feel a whole lot differently about my choice of recreational refreshment since!

PoNtOon

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