fair fuckin play mate %)
everyones heard this before, but for your benefit; in the throes of my addiction, when receiving methadone. as usual my charming personality had rubbed off on the chemist, who bent the rules all sorts of ways for me. im not proud of it, feel a bit of a cunt now actually - but when late to pick up once, he let me in the back way after he'd closed n started fussing around sortin my script out. i was stood behind him with shelves all around me. i quickly glanced around and the first thing i laid eyes on, slap bang infront of me was a half full bottle with 'liquid diazepam' hand written on it - couldnt believe my luck (dont ask me why it wasnt in dd box, he mustve forgot) so like i said - aint proud of it, but i was walkin down the road five mins later swigging from the bottle, big fuckin smile on my face. not seen it since