mom walks up to me with my empty cigarette pack in her hands. she opens it to the plastic ball in rubber band.
is this your weed? she asks.
yes it is. i say.
well you sure hid it well! she says and hands it back. i almost threw that away! she laughs.
bet the cops wouldnt even find it if they searched me, i say.
this is going too far.
the cops will find what they wanna find, she warns.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
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