Hahaha I had to laugh at this.
As far as that cop, if he was for real, what a fuckin idiot why would you introduce yourself as a cop (ex or not) and say you was coppin d? Why not just say you're from camden and there to cop d. People are fuckin ignorant as hell.
and word about bundles, we get the NJ bags here for bout the same as NJ maybe a dollar more on each bag sometimes if you ain't gettin many.
I was just breaking your balls about the Pittsburgh thing. Like I said E-fighting is gay.
Anyway. I thought Pittsburgh was more influenced drug trade wise by the Mid West (Chicago, maybe even down South on the trail up from Mexico), I didn't know you guys got your stuff from the East Coast.
The cop must of thought I was Dr. Phil or something. He told me his life story in about 15 minutes. I finally had to tell him have fun and walk away. In the 80's cops were all coke heads in Miami. With the pill epidemic it seems to have no boundaries. You can read in the paper about cops, lawyers, Drs, everybody getting busted in prescription scams, etc. (I use etc a lot I am noticing). The pill path usually leads to heroin. I can find it realistic a cop ending up down that road. Should of got his name and snitched on him. Snitching don't count when it is snitching on a cop. lol. Being in the same boat I have empathy on anyone caught up in this ugly fucking disease. Even a cop I guess. If I was a cop I wouldn't worry. I'd have at least 2 or 3 bundles a day from shake downs until some young boy was smart enough to have a hot shot waiting for me.
ok. etc.
Here is the Artie Lang article about him driving from New York to Wilmington Delaware to buy Heroin everyday.
http://www.delawareonline.com/blogs/2008/11/on-any-given-day-during-four-month.html
On any given day during a four-month period in 2005, comedian Artie Lange found himself frantically driving down the New Jersey Turnpike headed to Wilmington, looking to score heroin -- the drug that cost him his girlfriend and, nearly, his career and his life.
Between March and June of that year, Lange would enter Sirius Satellite Radio's midtown Manhattan studios at 6 a.m., joke around for four hours on "The Howard Stern Show" and then slink out of the office to his Mercedes-Benz and begin his drive to Delaware.
In the midst of heroin withdrawal, Lange would speed south and park a few hours later at an undisclosed spot just off I-95 in Wilmington to meet his heroin dealer, a man he had met months earlier at his Christmas stand-up concert at the former Kahunaville nightclub on Wilmington's Riverfront.
Usually his dealer would show up on time, Lange would snort some of the drug and then drive back to New York. Other times, Lange would wait for hours, making call after call to his contact, who was also a drug abuser.
On a few occasions, he never showed. Lange, in the grip of heroin withdrawal, would then make several calls to his South Jersey drug contacts and buy 100 painkillers to hold him over until he could head back to Delaware to score more heroin.
In a word, his life was chaotic.
"People who listen to ["The Howard Stern Show"] don't realize how close it came to Howard coming on the air one day and saying, 'We don't know where Artie is,' and finding out later I was in jail in Delaware or dead," Lange says during a phone interview shortly after ending another morning as Stern's sidekick.
Lange's Wilmington drug runs were first revealed on the radio show in May, but Lange recounts the harrowing time in detail in his first book, "Too Fat To Fish" (Spiegel & Grau, $24.95), which went on sale today.
The book recounts some of the crazier real-life stories Lange has told on air, like the time he was a cast member on Fox's "MADtv" and fled the set in full pig make-up to buy cocaine.
Two women pulled up to him in a convertible at a red light in Malibu and looked over as he struggled to snort the drug through his prosthetic snout. "They must have thought they were on an acid trip, sitting there looking at a pig, in broad daylight, doing cocaine," wrote Lange, who has also acted in films "Elf" and "Old School" and television programs "Entourage" and "Rescue Me."
Many of the tales recounted in the book revolve around his unstoppable appetite for drugs, liquor and food, including new, somber personal admissions including the time he tried to commit suicide by taking sleeping pills and Excedrin PM and washing it down with a pint of whiskey.
"There is one thing that scares me most of all: I was 100 percent serious about dying," he writes about his suicide attempt. "I was actually excited and looking forward to whatever lay in store for me."
For the first time, Lange also tells of how he lost his virginity at 19 to a Brazilian prostitute in the back of a handicapped equipped van in the parking lot of a New Jersey diner. The van belonged to his father, who was paralyzed when he fell off a ladder.
But for Delaware fans of both Stern and Lange, his detailed account of his Wilmington heroin deals -- complete with photos of the night he met his dealer for the first time at Kahunaville -- is gripping.
The writings show how desperate Lange was at the time and how he would do anything, including putting his own life and the lives of others at risk, for heroin.
After overcoming the cocaine addiction that left him suicidal and committed to the psych ward of Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in Manhattan, Lange found himself taking prescription painkillers on the road as a stand-up comedian.
"I had so many problems with coke. It almost ruined my career and I thought I was so out of the woods drug-wise," says Lange, 41. "On the road, I developed this opiate addiction."
Soon, the New Jersey native found himself each day ingesting a cocktail of painkillers including everything from Vicodin and Valium to Percodan and Percocet. At times, he took up to 50 pills a day, along with plenty of glasses of his beloved Jack Daniels on the rocks with a splash of water.
But one day in early 2005, he was on the road for a comedy gig when someone in the club hooked him up with a drug dealer. After asking for 100 Vicodin, the man told him the pills were bad for his liver and offered him some heroin instead.
Lange was instantly hooked and decided it was too risky to buy in New York where he might be recognized. He was soon talking to the man he met at the Kahunaville show and began making his round-trip drives to Wilmington to support his secret habit.
During this time, he was a mess. He drifted away from his longtime girlfriend, who eventually left him. He fell asleep on air as Stern and the rest of the show's crew joked all around him. And he even missed an entire week of work as he kicked the drug in June 2005, telling Stern staffers that he was sick.
"I couldn't even function," he says. "It was depression upon depression."
During the time of his Delaware dalliances, Lange says he would party all night and then go into Manhattan for the show's 6 a.m. start.
Four hours later, the show would end and Lange would slink out of the studio to his Mercedes-Benz as withdrawal symptoms started.
On good days, the dealer would show up with enough product to hold Lange over for a few days. On bad days, his dealer never showed up. Lange would frantically call until 5 or 6 p.m. while sitting in a foreign city before giving up and contacting his South Jersey painkiller dealers.
"What are you going to do, yell at your drug dealer? It's not like he's your employee," Lange says of his frustration with his Delaware contact. "You can't give him a speech about how he should be efficient with customers. I had become something I never thought I would. It was really awful. I saw my career and my world ending, crumbling."
During that time, Lange was not the only one at risk. In his book, he openly admits he could have hurt others while speeding to Delaware during heroin withdrawal or on the way home after he had snorted some of the drug immediately after buying it.
"I was driving on heroin up the Turnpike!" he says, almost startled at the recollection. "I could have killed myself or someone else. A million things that could have happened to blow up my entire world, but didn't."
When Lange first admitted to the Delaware drug runs in May, The News Journal reported on his admission, including concerns from Wilmington councilman Sammy Prado about the city being labeled as a heroin hub.
"Wilmington, Delaware isn't the only city in the world to get heroin," Lange says, trying to calm any fears that he came to the city for any other reason than his own "paranoid delusions."
"I thought if I went there, I would have less of a chance to be recognized," he says. "You can probably get heroin a a thousand more places in New York, I just happened to have a contact in Delaware."
After kicking heroin with the help of the Subutex, a drug that helps fight opiate dependence, Lange stayed away from the drug for two years, but admitted in August to relapsing and checked into an outpatient drug rehabilitation program.
These days, he says he is seeing a psychiatrist and has given up illegal drugs and drinking.
If he is able to conquer his demons, his future remains bright, which is startling considering all that he has been though. Lange and Random House have already inked a deal for a follow-up book thanks to a wave of pre-orders for "Too Fat To Fish" from loyal Stern fans. And Lange is now on a publicity blitz, popping up on late night talk shows and visiting with David Letterman, Conan O'Brien and Jimmy Kimmel.
He's also scheduled 10 book signings across the country, including one at the Barnes & Noble on Walnut Street in Philadelphia Nov. 25.
So after all he's been through in Delaware, will be ever come back? Lange says he will: "I don't hold anything against Delaware. The crowds are amazing. In honor of the book and that story, I should do a heroin-free Delaware show."
Lange, who has been performing in theaters over the past few years making up to $80,000 a night, lights up when told about The Grand as a possible Wilmington venue.
"I'm writing it down. I'll call my agent," he says, sounding happy at the prospect of returning to town under different circumstances.
So if you see Lange on the streets of Wilmington sometime soon, don't automatically the worst. He just might be in town for his comedy and not the drug that nearly took him down.
