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One of the first times I was stoned in public was at a high school hockey game. It was the local French school versus the local English school, so a couple of cops were there because there were often fights that broke out. Also there was every single person I knew from high school. I remember trying to explain how offsides work to this girl I ended up dating for two years after graduating.
When I asked her about it years afterwards, she said she still didn't understand offsides, but she also didn't realize I was high, so that's a win I guess.
Lmfao tell me you're from Canada without telling me you're from Canada
The first time I got high, I got paranoid and went home (a block down the street). When I got there, my dad was for some reason there like two hours early. I told him I wasn’t feeling great and went up to my room.
About twenty minutes later, he brings me a giant omelette and a package of cookies. It was a surprisingly chill move for my dad, and neither of us has ever acknowledged that he definitely knew I was high.