My dad got high for a long time throughout my life and he smoked a lot of weed but never around me or even my siblings.

He only was an outside smoker or waited until it was late and evening and everyone was easily asleep.

My pops went in the afternoon and did not get stoned much at all. I remember when everyone of us were young and had a friend that was named kyle. We did not believe that we would stop every once in this great wilderness. I believe that it was weird and there was only a person to stay there before leaving. I consistently brought a brown bag for my dad as a gift. Multiple years later I easily realized that my friend was a cannabis dealer. We dropped off many packages for ancient people multiple times throughout the month. My dad only accepted me to be an adult so I did not hide cannabis use. After being encouraged to get high and not exposing, it seemed that it could be someone to stop pretending. There was quite a change in the relationship we had because I consistently was smoking cannabis as well. I get high with my friends and then once or twice a week I was pinching from my dad’s Secret stash. When the state legalized recreational cannabis, my dad and I were able to just go to any place that we wanted to be able to buy what we want. Both of my parents probably smoke more marijuana than I do.
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