Limpet_Chicken
Bluelighter
Aye I fucking love me a good fat bong or twenty of indica-strong hash especially with dope.
I think all my connects died. though for gear. The rare times, in emergencies I'd score off the street, off this homeless guy, a real stand up dude, despite being a crackhead and H user, always went out of his way to look after me when going to shitty areas of town he knew and I didn't, to score. I'd sort him a bit, he'd sometimes share a bit of rock etc.
Even when picking up in the region of 200 worth of H, the guy insisted I keep hold of his phone with his contacts on it etc, as security, although in the end I said keep it, and he never screwed me over. He could have. Well he could have tried and died for it where he stood, although I never had to warn him he'd have ended up with his eyes torn out and fed to him had he tried to jack me. Bags always untouched and right as they should be until I opened them and sorted him out. Unfortunately, the dope that a warning, NW, manchester area about, that got stickied, by someone, that must have been the same gear because there was no way in hell a quantity that were it purified, recrystallized diamorphine from pharm morphine, or dipropionylmorphine (a little greater of an increase in weight potency between H and prope, as there is between morphine and H. And prope lasts for ages, 15 hours isn't unreasonable from a solid IM dose.
But this obviously cut with some super-potent opioid, that got me with a bastard of a tolerance knocked out cold a few times smoking a few little grains, match-head size portions were enough to hit me like a tank. Weeks after that arrived on scene, and the homeless guy I scored with warned me watch out, this the most potent dope I've ever had mate. Month or so later, him and every dealer we knew, gone, disappeared off the face of the earth, and he's let me know if he's gotten a new number in the past so that ain't it. And unlikely everybody would at the exact same time.
Stuff scared the shite out of me to be honest. Short duration, gear in there, yes, could taste it. But a couple of tokes from the pipe and it was not dissimilar to some of the fent derivatives, or fent, that I've had, and whilst regular gear I could shoot bags of the stuff, I tried shooting the tiniest bit of that stuff. I only did it once. Because I think any more and I'd have ended up in the ground pushing up poppy flowers. Fuck daisies, but certainly something. And the rats would be gnawing my bones by now.
Sitting here with a near empty 28 count, couple of strips of oxy IR. Both near empty. Got my script doubled to 56 of those a week for breakthrough pain in my joints. Which has bought me the time to get hold of just short of a gram of uncut prope gear. Another oxy up the nose, just one, as I'm close to puking. Will take some ondansetron and cyclizine in a bit when I CBF moving. Right now, a combination of nitrazepam and chlormethiazole are keeping me pretty much on lockdown, not getting the fuck up off my chair, sitting back and listening to opeth.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nIo3lpXrc5A Fuck yeah. Love this one. 'reverie/harlequin forest' and leaning back, smoking my rollup, with a bottle of black grape 'KA' pop. Fucking love that stuff. That and the bubblegum soda I've got in the fridge chilling.
Going to be trying this soon too: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AP-237 although trying its N-propionamide analog first, since that would have to undergo decarboxylation in 30% NaOH and then reacylation with butyric anhydride before the compound itself made its appearance. And buggered if I can be arsed waiting for someone to do a 15 hour reflux
But both will be tried.
As for krokodil, sod that. Do want to try desomorphine though, apparently the rush is a real knockout. The problem with krokodil is not the drug desomorphine itself, its the fact the russkis are shooting a noxious mixture of nonpolar solvents, leftover SOCl2 probably/possibly and iodine/HI and phosphorus byproducts. Bugger that to the hounds of hell is my take on doing that!.
Chlorination of morphine is clean using SOCl2, if the morphine and SOCl2 are clean, and its done with due care and anhydrous conditions. Apparently palladium catalysts will perform the hydrogenation cleanly using H2 gas at atmospheric pressure, or just sligtly above, with the hydrogen being contained in a balloon over the flask and refilled as needed. No Parr bottle or owt needed. Clean, and reportedly near quantitative in anhydrous ethanol or most likely also isopropanol. Never done it though. Right now, I'm looking forward to a nice taste o' prope dope, but of course *I*'d never do a thing like make it. Not me, wouldn't even know where to start making an ester of morphine or diester of morphine...come to think of it..whats an ester? anyone know? I thought it was a girl's name and a book in the bible.
Wurvely stuff though, and never mind street H, diamorphine has sod all on the stuff. But can't manage any more opiates now actually I don't think because if I do I'll toss my fucking cookies like theresa may with satan's own knob in her talons. Fucking travesty, mitotic accident and hypertrophic cnidocyte upon the scrotum of subhumanity that the fucking whore from hell is, may she rot there. Actually come to think of it, the opeth track I'm listening to now, 'beneath the mire' describes exactly where she should go. 'drowning, beneath the mire'
I think all my connects died. though for gear. The rare times, in emergencies I'd score off the street, off this homeless guy, a real stand up dude, despite being a crackhead and H user, always went out of his way to look after me when going to shitty areas of town he knew and I didn't, to score. I'd sort him a bit, he'd sometimes share a bit of rock etc.
Even when picking up in the region of 200 worth of H, the guy insisted I keep hold of his phone with his contacts on it etc, as security, although in the end I said keep it, and he never screwed me over. He could have. Well he could have tried and died for it where he stood, although I never had to warn him he'd have ended up with his eyes torn out and fed to him had he tried to jack me. Bags always untouched and right as they should be until I opened them and sorted him out. Unfortunately, the dope that a warning, NW, manchester area about, that got stickied, by someone, that must have been the same gear because there was no way in hell a quantity that were it purified, recrystallized diamorphine from pharm morphine, or dipropionylmorphine (a little greater of an increase in weight potency between H and prope, as there is between morphine and H. And prope lasts for ages, 15 hours isn't unreasonable from a solid IM dose.
But this obviously cut with some super-potent opioid, that got me with a bastard of a tolerance knocked out cold a few times smoking a few little grains, match-head size portions were enough to hit me like a tank. Weeks after that arrived on scene, and the homeless guy I scored with warned me watch out, this the most potent dope I've ever had mate. Month or so later, him and every dealer we knew, gone, disappeared off the face of the earth, and he's let me know if he's gotten a new number in the past so that ain't it. And unlikely everybody would at the exact same time.
Stuff scared the shite out of me to be honest. Short duration, gear in there, yes, could taste it. But a couple of tokes from the pipe and it was not dissimilar to some of the fent derivatives, or fent, that I've had, and whilst regular gear I could shoot bags of the stuff, I tried shooting the tiniest bit of that stuff. I only did it once. Because I think any more and I'd have ended up in the ground pushing up poppy flowers. Fuck daisies, but certainly something. And the rats would be gnawing my bones by now.
Sitting here with a near empty 28 count, couple of strips of oxy IR. Both near empty. Got my script doubled to 56 of those a week for breakthrough pain in my joints. Which has bought me the time to get hold of just short of a gram of uncut prope gear. Another oxy up the nose, just one, as I'm close to puking. Will take some ondansetron and cyclizine in a bit when I CBF moving. Right now, a combination of nitrazepam and chlormethiazole are keeping me pretty much on lockdown, not getting the fuck up off my chair, sitting back and listening to opeth.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nIo3lpXrc5A Fuck yeah. Love this one. 'reverie/harlequin forest' and leaning back, smoking my rollup, with a bottle of black grape 'KA' pop. Fucking love that stuff. That and the bubblegum soda I've got in the fridge chilling.
Going to be trying this soon too: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AP-237 although trying its N-propionamide analog first, since that would have to undergo decarboxylation in 30% NaOH and then reacylation with butyric anhydride before the compound itself made its appearance. And buggered if I can be arsed waiting for someone to do a 15 hour reflux
But both will be tried.
As for krokodil, sod that. Do want to try desomorphine though, apparently the rush is a real knockout. The problem with krokodil is not the drug desomorphine itself, its the fact the russkis are shooting a noxious mixture of nonpolar solvents, leftover SOCl2 probably/possibly and iodine/HI and phosphorus byproducts. Bugger that to the hounds of hell is my take on doing that!.
Chlorination of morphine is clean using SOCl2, if the morphine and SOCl2 are clean, and its done with due care and anhydrous conditions. Apparently palladium catalysts will perform the hydrogenation cleanly using H2 gas at atmospheric pressure, or just sligtly above, with the hydrogen being contained in a balloon over the flask and refilled as needed. No Parr bottle or owt needed. Clean, and reportedly near quantitative in anhydrous ethanol or most likely also isopropanol. Never done it though. Right now, I'm looking forward to a nice taste o' prope dope, but of course *I*'d never do a thing like make it. Not me, wouldn't even know where to start making an ester of morphine or diester of morphine...come to think of it..whats an ester? anyone know? I thought it was a girl's name and a book in the bible.
Wurvely stuff though, and never mind street H, diamorphine has sod all on the stuff. But can't manage any more opiates now actually I don't think because if I do I'll toss my fucking cookies like theresa may with satan's own knob in her talons. Fucking travesty, mitotic accident and hypertrophic cnidocyte upon the scrotum of subhumanity that the fucking whore from hell is, may she rot there. Actually come to think of it, the opeth track I'm listening to now, 'beneath the mire' describes exactly where she should go. 'drowning, beneath the mire'
