A friend of mine just told me a great story. I hadn't talk to him in a while, i wish i had because of what he found. He said this happen about a month ago.
I know this guy fairly well and I'd doubt he'd lie but ya never know with people...ya know.
Anyway.. he was walking down a side street. The beginning of the street had some small businesses.. i think he said they were tape/DVD dub companies and one was some sort of storage place. And down the street were mostly nice houses and one or two houses that weren't being taken care of to well.
So he's walking down the street and he is passing in front of the not so nice houses and he sees a white bag, the white bag was under a bush, but sticking out a little. And since his like me and picks up everything to look in it of course he picked it up. When he picked it up he heard some rattling. He decided not to look in the bag right away. It did look like a pharmacy bag but had no printing on it. He was pretty sure what the rattling was-- pharmaceuticals so he wanted to leave the area lol.
He got down the block and turned the corner. Sat down and took a peak. He nearly shit his pants he said. There were 4 prescription bottles but the labels had been pealed off. There were little bits of white paper/label still on them.. but any writing had been damaged or ripped off. I guess whoever possessed these bottles took the labels off probably because they didn't' belong to him, or her... whoever had them first.. or second lol.
He took one bottle out and there were about 60 little white pills in it. He took a couple out-- they were roxi's. I think the whites are 30's because when i was first scripted i got the whites and than my pharmacy switched to the blues. He forgot to mention what strength.
Ok anyway.. i am making this story damn to long. A bad habit of mine, sorry.
The next bottle he pulled out he said appeared to have around a hundred bar looking pills. He said he actually got teary eyed and i would have to. They were 2 mg xanax bars. Lucky bastard. And the next bottle he pulled out had like 15 pills. They were little oblong peach/orange pills with a 20 on them. We all know what those are. And the last bottle he had no idea what they were. So he got home and of course looked the pills up on line. They were adderall. Only like 20 of them.
I still can't believe this but I'm pretty sure he told the truth. And i wish i had been talking to him at the time because he would have given me a few. But he was on one of his 'wants to be alone and not talk to anyone for a few months' fazes.
He's never lied to me about anything before so i believe him. Luck bastard, damn him lol. I would never ever be so lucky. But when i am walking down the street i always have me head down looking for any good finds. I'll i ever find are little baggies with powder in them and never enough worth anything so i don't pick them up. I don't do those type of drugs these days but I'd probably take the baggie if it had enough of anything on them.
The only thing I've found on the street is the occasional 20 dollar bill. And occasionally I'll find a roxi, soma, xanax, vicodin and peice of fent patch in my room. Never enough to get pain relief or a nice high. It's always one damn pill. I don't take the vics, i hate those so i just put them away for a rainy day.
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