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Do you ever lose drugs?

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I used to throw my stash behind the removable ash tray in my car when I would get pulled over. Theres just alot of darvocet, vicodin, and a bag of weed in there. Impossible to get to without taking apart the console.

you will go in there one day while desperate and should anyways what if you get pulled over and a dog happens to be with johnny law..... fucked on that weed and that leads to the other shit too.
 
I have had a few close calls, one time at a rave i handed my gf 5 pills trying to be sly
she didn't realize what i was handing her and she dropped them on the floor, when it came time to dose and enjoy the beatufil music I found out she didn't happen, i sprinted into the dumb a and bass room and there they were in the bag, intact, on the floor!!!!!
 
you will go in there one day while desperate and should anyways what if you get pulled over and a dog happens to be with johnny law..... fucked on that weed and that leads to the other shit too.

I junked the car, i tried to get to them before that but whatever. I guess the guys at the junk yard will have a good time.
 
I lost a half gram of heroin 2 days ago. I don't remember how I did because i was very drunk, but it was weird because I lost a brand new role of foil that I had just bought as well. Once I realized I lost it I called up my guy again and had him front me another half
 
once when i OD'ed about a month ago on Xanax and Hydro i lost about a quarter ounce of weed, and about a half gram of speed...man i was pissed.
 
Loosing drugs is worse than loosing money !
I loose everything ..from money to different insignificant items. But I did manage to loose drugs one time .. I just copped 3 bundles of this awesome uptown dope, stashed it in my bra the second i got it and was on my way to the nearest bathroom.
Took me 3 minutes to set everything up, works and all, when I realized that my dope was gone. I spent the next hour and a half going through every item of my clothing and re tracing my steps hoping and praying that I somehow just dropped it or it got stuck somewhere . No such luck...my shit just dissapeared! I had a mini breakdown in the middle of harlem, talking about red nose and half a box of kleenex, then went back downtown to hustle up some more cash . Grrghhh.
 
Oh god the only time I ever lost something was last Valentines day. I was spending the early part of it at the park with my girlfriend doing lines and decided to go for a walk and she somehow dropped two grams of decent quality cocaine on a trail.
 
I lost about two grams of H once...wasn't too worried about it cuz it was free but I knew I had to find it so I went ahead and cleaned my room since I was geekin and eventually found the baggy.
 
A good day

I hate losing drugs.....its the worst. one time i was picking up a couple of oc 80s and while i was there i dropped one. At least i thought i did. we were looking around outside for about a hour. i wasnt about to leave without finding it. the my "friend" just decided to give me another one. so i get to my car and try to light a cig and there it was. jammed in the top of the lighter where the flame comes out. i was thinking of going back and telling dude......but fuck that. i raced home and got trashed!!
 
About ten years ago I was staying at a friend's apartment in Paris. My room was also the library, so all the walls were lined floor to ceiling with hundreds and hundreds of books. As usual back then I had several grams of coke with me, and I thought I should keep one gram "just for me". So I hid a gram in one of the books on the shelves, memorized the title and went out with my friends.

When we got back to the apartment I told my friend I was going to bed, intending to have my own private party. Pulled the book off the self and the coke wasn't in it. Tried the several books on the shelf next to it, and no coke. I started getting frantic, totally lost all faith in my ability to remember the name of a book for 3 hours, and started pulling all the books off the shelves and shaking them out looking for the coke, then piling them up on the floor. This must have made some noise, and my friend looked in to see what I was up to, found me knee deep in his books. (I told him I had stuck my passport and money somewhere among the books and couldn't find them).

Never found the coke.

Another lost drug story:

Four and a half years ago I checked into detox and then rehab to deal with a very large heroin habit. The counselors advised that we be honest about our drug hiding places back home, and make sure someone cleans them out before we get back. I had one of my heroin friends scoop out the remaining dope in my dresser drawer, and thought I was returning from rehab to a drug free household.

Over the next month, just in the course of regular daily stuff, I found in my apartment two grams of coke, a full bottle of Vicodin, some weed, 4 hits of E, several valiums and some codeine pills. And I was TOTALLY UNAWARE OF HAVING LOST ANY OF IT IN THE FIRST PLACE!
sounds like xanax is to be blame
 
At a festival I had 2 top notch acid tabs sitting in my wallet waiting to be used when the weather cooled down.
Then somewhere in the period of a couple of hours it fell out my wallet never to be seen again.
I was really pissed because I didn't even have enough money to drink and I was so excited for the trip for days before the festival
 
i am notorious for this! i have lost pills behind the lighter plug in thingy in my sister in-laws car. i've lost pills at work and at home. i've also randomly lost pills that could literally be anywhere. sometimes, if i'm lucky, i find them but usually i don't. i've also managed to lose already crushed pills by accidentally blowing it off of the counter; forgetting its there and wiping the counter off; knocking the mirror over; etc etc etc...

the way i respond to this is first by screaming my head off at the situation. then i start to cry like a little whiny baby. after that i yell at whoever is closest to me. then, i yell at myself. finally after all of the dramatics, i figure that the only thing i can do is purchase more unfortunately. this part really sucks because i'm no where near made of money. it also always seems like when this happens, or when i find that i have completely run out of drugs, that i can't get anything. either no one will answer there phone, no one can find anything, and/or everyone is also completely out. WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN AT THE WORST TIME POSSIBLE?!
 
I lost a xanny bar down my emergency break slot. I took the console off and could see it but when I reached for it I shoved it under the floor of the console. So it is not lost, per se, but I will never be able to use it. TODAY. This thread made me do it.
 
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Lost nearly a gram of molly at a YMSB show the night before NYE.
Some of the best I'd ever had, for those three dips I had it.
 
Loosing drugs is worse than loosing money !
I loose everything ..from money to different insignificant items. But I did manage to loose drugs one time .. I just copped 3 bundles of this awesome uptown dope, stashed it in my bra the second i got it and was on my way to the nearest bathroom.
Took me 3 minutes to set everything up, works and all, when I realized that my dope was gone. I spent the next hour and a half going through every item of my clothing and re tracing my steps hoping and praying that I somehow just dropped it or it got stuck somewhere . No such luck...my shit just dissapeared! I had a mini breakdown in the middle of harlem, talking about red nose and half a box of kleenex, then went back downtown to hustle up some more cash . Grrghhh.

Fuck, I couldn't imagine that!!! At worse I drop my pills sometimes but not lose them. Maybe I just don't use really outside the house and the drugs come to me...

Although I was with a friend for new years and driving back he said that someone had dropped a joint somewhere into his back seat. My bf tried to find it for like half an hour. But he only had his leatherman and not his wrench that he normally carried (that and like 2 pens and 2 markers of different colors. his tool box in my pocket.)
 
I dropped an 80mg oxy down the opening where your parking brake is when it is pulled up. Was thinking of tearing my entire center console apart, but decided that would take more time and more frustration than just going back and getting another one.
 
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