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Fewk, that's awesome! My dad used to share the upstairs with me at his house, so I'd have to be super ninja-like when it came to smoking. I'd always sit on the little enclosed porch that's connected to my room where my bed was, and I'd sit on the bed and blow the smoke out the window. That's when I only smoked once every 4 - 6 weeks, so I could smoke a nickle bag with my one-hitter and get ripped out of my mind. Later that year, my mom found out I smoked, so I mostly smoked over there in my junior and senior year, she even smoked with my friends and I on occasion biggrin . Occasionally I'd smoke at my dads, but that was mostly during senior year, and I was almost never alone when I did it. Sitting out on the porch at my dads house is fun, though. It's on the back of the house, which is on a small street that gets very little traffic, so at night I'd turn off the porch lights and sit out there smoking. Let's see...I was 16 - 17 during that time, I'm almost 20 now. My dad didn't really care once I graduated high school, hell I've even smoked with him a couple times since then.

Post-high school smoking? Awesome. Post-high school life? It's gone both ways since Ive been out. Outside smoking in general is awesome. Last year my best friend and I took advantage of the porch at night. We ended up in the same situation, smoking on the porch and shooting the s**t, three times that year. Once during the winter, once in spring, and once in summer. The third time we did it it dawned on us we'd made this chill scenario once in each season. It was kinda surreal.

When the first arrive, offer to smoke with them in a semi-jokingly manner. If they refuse, laugh it off like it was just a joke. If they take you up, you have new smoking buddies. biggrin

But yes, it would be nice if you could gain a smoking buddy out of this. =D

I don't even want to give this guy regular brownies. =P

Yes. This is the prime concern.

I've been reduced to smoking from homemade pieces.
I had a nice Chong Glass pipe, but it got confiscated by the 5-0.
Afterwords, the rents raided my room and broke my hookah, 3 bongs, a cheap glass piece, and "confiscated" a quarter. I was like fuuuuuuuccccck!
Now I have a soda bottle bong and hookah. A pipe made from an elephant gun shell, one of my dad's metal pipes, a nice cherrywood and ivory pipe that my grandfather got in Korea, and my mini-bong.
The mini-bong is pretty ingenious if I do say so my self. A pill bottle with a hole through the top, which has a tiny bit of fish tube through it to get your face away from the flame. A hole through the side with fish tube through it, and a bowl on the tube. It fits in your pocket and it's really easy to use. I don't have a choke (carb) on it though.

Chrisromantix - Who would trade a bong for an incense burner? Was it just a stick holder, or a liquid incense burner? And was it really worth a bong?