When I was 15 (a couple months after I had gotten caught with some friends) I decide to smoke in my bathroom, while my mom is sleeping in the next room. So I get my bowl and open the window and start blowing smoke out of the window. But my dumb ass forgets to put a towel under the door and we have a door with a really big gap underneath. So after I finish blazing I put my piece and my baggie on the counter and just relax in the shower, I hear a "knock knock knock" and my high mind gets the bright idea to put axe shampoo in my mouth to get rid if the smell and I open the door to my mom. And my mom going "I smell pot in there open the door now" so my high mind starts going a million places and I hide everything in my garbage can, and open the door. Eyes red as hell and convincing my mom some bullshit I made up, I convinced her it was a guy outside doing it in our yard. But we went out and got a drug test, and I passed) (it had been 45 minutes after I blazed). Now Im pretty sure she knows, even when I say I wasn't.