<human>: Can you succinctly summarize the text in 1-3 sentences?

This happened years ago in highschool but etc blah blah blah.  My mom back in the day had a habit of going through my room whenever I was gone, with the sole purpose of finding and confiscating my marijuana pariphenilia.  The upside was, she always hid it in the same part of her closet.  Enter young me, browsing through the closet looking for my stash, smugly content in my faith in having beaten the teenage system. Except this time, the stash is AWOL.  I frantically start tearing apart the closet, until my eyes slowly come to rest on a large nike backpack that previously had not been part of the closet ensemble. I eagerly arrive at the decision that obviously my nefarious goods are contained in this bag, and rip the zipper open with fervor.  On the bright side, I was totally right, and my trees and pipes were in the bag.  On the darker, really not funny side, my mother had buried them under literally a whole backpack worth of her and her partners marital aides.  For those who are interested, yes I did put on a dishwashing glove and fished out my bud (it was bagged, those pipes are considered lost to this day).
<bot>: Mom confiscated weed, instead of putting it in the regular spot hid it with her dildo's.  Still grabbed it out.