The first time I was actually caught smoking pot I was 16.
My mother took my joint away from me, plus then right in front of all my pals she smoked the rest of it.
I mean, she crushed half a joint in several monstrous tokes, plus then tossed the roach, but she told me that I was too young to smoke pot, plus that when I was 18 she would hook me up… Until that time, she better not catch me smoking weed. I did keep smoking it, of course, but she never was able to catch me! The afternoon after my 18th birthday, she came to my room with a little jar of cannabis from the dispensary. She told me that the stuff I had been smoking was complete garbage, plus this was high-end cannabis that would definitely knock my socks off! At that point I had never experienced the high end cannabis from the dispensary before, I was basically limited to whatever low quality ditch weed was available around the area. The difference was evening plus day, plus I had previously thought I enjoyed marijuana, this was a whole new world for me! Just a few tokes of this OG Kush from the dispensary plus I was kneeling down plus not wanting to get back up! My mother easily sat with me, plus puffed a lot more of my birthday cannabis than I did, but that was fine with me. It was cool that smoking marijuana was something fun that both of us could enjoy together, an experience both of us could share. After that it was something that both of us did normally together.