I want to hear from you.

I would like you to add a story about your mother in the comment section. It can be about anything.

I will start it off with a short one.

I discovered weed in my senior year of high school. My parents had no idea.
The first time I smoked a pipe full, I was off and running. My bedroom was an addition directly above the den where my mother and father watched TV.

After listening to music for an hour, I got the munchies. I stumbled downstairs trying to keep my composure. As I passed my mother, reclining on the couch, she asked, “Phil? What’s that smell?”

I told her I was burning incense and she nodded her head. She liked the smell.
I grabbed everything in the kitchen and wobbled back upstairs.

A few minutes later, she came upstairs and saw the pot laying all over my dresser. She asked me to come over. She winked and said to me, “I know what you’re doing.”

Gulp.

She pointed at my water pipe hookah.

“You’re smoking a pipe now. Aren’t ya’ hon’?”

With a mouthful of potato chips and Oreos, I nodded yes. She went back stairs and told my father. I got in trouble for smoking. She never figured it out.

So, tell me something about your mom.

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