I remember when the girlfriend and I couldn't get in touch with any of our dope connects, so we called up our pill guy and scored two roxies 30 mg each.
I'm sitting in the passenger seat, and my girlfriend jumps back in the car with the two pills; she hands me mine, and I say to her, "oh man! I forgot just how small these fucking things are!" when at that exact moment... whoops... butter fingers!
Keep in mind her car is a fucking two-door, and it's a fucking mess. I'm thinking, there's no way... there's just no way we're going to find something so small amidst all this shit.
I'm panicking, freaking the fuck out, and my girlfriend is telling me to calm down, she'll find it, just relax... but that doesn't help, and so I'm looking around the parking lot thinking, "shit, if the cops show up and they find it... we're really fucked!"
Sure enough... she finds it! And this isn't the first time that this girl has pulled some unbelievable shit... (I'm going to marry her someday.) I was so thankful, man... it was a miracle. lol