Son: high as fuck
Dad: you ok son? You look a little tired.
Son to self: he knows. whatever you do don’t say anything to let on how high you are
Son to dad, all the sudden wide eyed and impossibly upbeat: no I’m fine. I’m just a little tired.
Son: high as fuck
Dad: you ok son? You look a little tired.
Son to self: he knows. whatever you do don’t say anything to let on how high you are
Son to dad, all the sudden wide eyed and impossibly upbeat: no I’m fine. I’m just a little tired.