She's careful with her money...
Back in the days of yore (ok,I think I was 17 or so) I was home for the easter holidays, with the customary huge amount of dirty clothes for my mother to wash, iron and mend. Sadly I wasn't as thorough in cleaning out my pockets as I should have been, and my mother found a crumpled-up cigarette packet in my jeans.

Uh-oh.

My father is seriously anti-smoking. He is also (unsurprisingly) very anti-drugs.

So when my mother found the fag packet, they sat me down for a Very Serious Conversation (i.e. a complete bollocking) about smoking. I fibbed and said I didn't smoke that much, I had just had a few whilst doing revision as I was getting stressed - I knew my mother used to smoke when she was a student so this mollified her slightly.

My father, all geared up for raging at me, then asked me if I ever smoked drugs. "In for a penny, in for a pound" I probably didn't think, but I was bored and fed up enough just to say "yes, I have actually. I have friends who were smoking it and I was offered a drag, so I took it."
My father's face darkened to a stormy beetroot colour, and his voice grew dangerously soft as he growled "well... did you inhale?!"

At this point my mother, who had hitherto been sitting rather quietly with a look of disappointment in her eyes (why is it that 'quietly disappointed' is always so much worse than 'steamingly furious', eh?) perked up and, addressing my father, said "well I bloody well hope she did darling, weed is really quite expensive stuff".
He opened his mouth, closed it, sagged slightly in his chair, and muttered "fair point". Then told me not to do it again, and wandered off to his study.

My mother then told me that she was fed up with him being so hypocritical, and revealed to me that he used to smoke pipes and cigars with gay abandon, and that he shouldn't be quite so harsh on me.

She rules!
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 16:53, 2 replies)

clicky
Dont you just love when one parent spills the beans on the other?
(Subway Riding the rails underground, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 17:08, closed)

Lol!
Reminds me of the time my mates mum found a bong in his room. He'd been given the 'no dope' speech a few times so when she aske dhim if it was for smoking weed he replied 'no, we use it to sniff glue' as if that would make things better....
( Jimbuktu See? Right here, Thu 11 Feb 2010, 17:40, closed)