Your mother sits you down to have "the talk," but it quickly gets a little twisted. She tells you that she knows you're different than normal boys. She's always known, and it's okay. Sensing, that you're getting a little tense, she breaks out a bottle of (inhalant) & coaches you through sniffing your first hit. As soon as you exhale, she confesses she knows how weak they make you & how she can now mold you into anything she wants.
