Doubt Me Not.

Oh yeah, Bus-Riders. Okay, right, there’s a fourth type too — for a small number of people, weed is just a bus stop on the quick road to harder, more immediately dangerous stuff, but you and I aren’t talking about heroin or cocaine or PCP or their latest derivatives because it’s the same as jumping in front of a car, only slightly less efficient. Oh, by the way, if I catch you with that stuff – or prescriptions – I’ll take you to the police myself, and when you get out you will find that I’ve taken everything out of your room including your door and bed – and you’ll slowly earn them back over the next year with meetings and drug tests. Doubt. Me Not.

This is the best part of the story

A letter to my daughters about weed – Dan Shapiro – Open Salon

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This is one of those good parenting things that I love.