so, i come home, and my moms all upset and asked me if i wanted to smoke. obviously i agreed, so we were in my room, and as soon as my mom sparks the j, she then hands it to me, about to cry, and is all, “i don’t even wanna smoke anymore”, starts crying, and leaves. on the way out she threw a bag to me with 4 more of her old school style doobies in it ;) hah. i think this is the closest we’ve ever been. but i’m pretty sure she had a shitty ass day. :(