A man I know, a very nice and funny man, we called him "MINKY" died yesterday of a heroin overdose. He was my friends uncle, and he was always around for a few laughs. I respected him, I mean, he took heroin all those years-- about 30, and managed to do it in moderation, the right way, and live for so long. He was 67 when he died, his body couldn't handle the drug anymore... but awnestly I am not sure it even WAS an overdose, because in this city, this small fishing port (Gloucester) rumors fly all around. Alot of people looked down on Minky like he was the reason our town was infested with heroin and AIDS, but obviously it wasnt him. Why? Because he never got AIDS. Why? Because he was smart about what he did. You never saw him puking on a corner or sleeping on a bench, he had a job. He was known for walking around town; coffee in one hand, cigarette in the other, saying "HEYYYYYYYYY" in his deep voice. Here are some memories I have of him.
-The first time I met him, in Dunkin Donuts waiting in line, I was about 9 and he told me what a pretty little girl I was going to grow up to be.
-When I went over his niece's house and he pretended he was going to tell us this really serious story, built it all up, then began with: "Once, when I was a little black baby growing up in the streets of Harlem..."
-When his neighbor got a new dog; a pitbull. Minky went to pet it and the thing ran up to the fence and started barking like 2 cm in front of Minky's face. His response: "Heyyyyyy Joe, that things gut jaws like an ALLIGATA!" And then they talked about the job of dog walking, Minky completely misunderstood Joe and said: "So wait, they pay you to walk your dogs? SOUNDS EASY ENOUGH! People really mus' like them dogs ta pay ta walk em... Maybe they're mamas are allergic."
-The times he would be intoxicated and we would yell "Minky THE COPS" and jokingly he'd hide under the car.
I was wondering if anyone out there had any good poems or songs to relate to this all, it would be appreciated. Thanks.
I have this one by Sublime:"Pool Shark"
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things were so cool to me,
my baby likes to shoot pool,
likes lying naked in my bedroom,
tieing on the dinosaur tonight,
used to be so cool,
but now I got the needle,
but I can shake,
but I can't breathe,
I take it away but I want more and more.
...One day I'm gonna lose the war
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"What was the problem with just smoking a joint, eating a couple of Twinkies, and going to sleep? Was that a problem? They say marijuana leads to other drugs. No it doesn't, it leads to fucking carpentry. That's the problem, folks. People getting high going, "Wow man, this box would make an excellent bong! *snort* This guy's head would make an excellent bong! *snort*" Relax! That's why I stopped doing drugs in the first place. Not because I didn't like 'em, but because I didn't want to build anything, ok?"
--> Denis Leary
"We did it all. Cocaine? We started that. You're welcome! What a great drug that was. Yeah, I'd like to do some cocaine. I'd like to do a drug that makes my penis small, makes my nose bleed, makes my heart explode, and sucks all my money out of the bank. Is that possible please!? I'd like to make this face all night! I'd like to sit in the bathroom and talk to a complete asshole stranger for seven hours on end. Is that possible please!? With no penis and a nose bleed! Where do I sign up!? Take my penis away!"
--> Denis Leary
AKA: EISNOTASSWEETASU
-The first time I met him, in Dunkin Donuts waiting in line, I was about 9 and he told me what a pretty little girl I was going to grow up to be.
-When I went over his niece's house and he pretended he was going to tell us this really serious story, built it all up, then began with: "Once, when I was a little black baby growing up in the streets of Harlem..."
-When his neighbor got a new dog; a pitbull. Minky went to pet it and the thing ran up to the fence and started barking like 2 cm in front of Minky's face. His response: "Heyyyyyy Joe, that things gut jaws like an ALLIGATA!" And then they talked about the job of dog walking, Minky completely misunderstood Joe and said: "So wait, they pay you to walk your dogs? SOUNDS EASY ENOUGH! People really mus' like them dogs ta pay ta walk em... Maybe they're mamas are allergic."
-The times he would be intoxicated and we would yell "Minky THE COPS" and jokingly he'd hide under the car.
I was wondering if anyone out there had any good poems or songs to relate to this all, it would be appreciated. Thanks.
I have this one by Sublime:"Pool Shark"
Lying in my plastic bed,
thinking how things were so cool to me,
my baby likes to shoot pool,
likes lying naked in my bedroom,
tieing on the dinosaur tonight,
used to be so cool,
but now I got the needle,
but I can shake,
but I can't breathe,
I take it away but I want more and more.
...One day I'm gonna lose the war
------------------
"What was the problem with just smoking a joint, eating a couple of Twinkies, and going to sleep? Was that a problem? They say marijuana leads to other drugs. No it doesn't, it leads to fucking carpentry. That's the problem, folks. People getting high going, "Wow man, this box would make an excellent bong! *snort* This guy's head would make an excellent bong! *snort*" Relax! That's why I stopped doing drugs in the first place. Not because I didn't like 'em, but because I didn't want to build anything, ok?"
--> Denis Leary
"We did it all. Cocaine? We started that. You're welcome! What a great drug that was. Yeah, I'd like to do some cocaine. I'd like to do a drug that makes my penis small, makes my nose bleed, makes my heart explode, and sucks all my money out of the bank. Is that possible please!? I'd like to make this face all night! I'd like to sit in the bathroom and talk to a complete asshole stranger for seven hours on end. Is that possible please!? With no penis and a nose bleed! Where do I sign up!? Take my penis away!"
--> Denis Leary
AKA: EISNOTASSWEETASU
