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Was thinking about a single Oxy I dropped months ago. And to this day every now and then I go to that spot and search like a madman, hands and knees on the ground face to the floor. I'll spend 30 min looking sometimes.

So it got me curious. What's your story about that thing, you dropped that one time, that still drives you mad thinking about?
 
That is kinda extreme I won't lie, especially for me since I've been known to tweak on the carpets looking for possible lost shards.
 
This has only happened to me once, but one time I was cutting into a chunk of tar heroin, about a quarter gram-sized piece. I was using a knife if I remember correctly...anyway, for those who are unfamiliar with tar, it comes in a variety of consistencies, as far as firmness is concerned. Some tar is soft and gooey, while other tar is hard and brittle. This was hard and brittle tar. Usually I would breathe through a straw unto it so the moisture of my breath would make it a bit softer and easier to separate (or if I'm going to "tar up" gunpowder heroin...old junkie tricks), but for some reason this time I didn't.

Anyway, the piece separated in two, with one piece literally flying through the air and hitting several objects in my room with slightly audible ping!-sounds before landing SOMEWHERE. Me and the chick who was over at my house at that time tore my room apart looking for that piece of dope, which was only slightly over a point but we were damned if we were gonna lose a point of dope, garsh darnit! We re-arranged furniture and got down on our hands and knees to carpet-surf for that chunk o' goodness...it came from a batch of good tar, too, so I was loathe to stop looking for it. Eventually we called off the search, though.

I found it the next day. I noticed a black piece of something right behind the leg of my sofa, and thought, "could it be? Is god smiling upon me today?" and lo and behold, it was tar! It was like I could hear angelic harps in the background and a ray of light me as I gazed in wonder on my find.
 
I once dropped a percocet in my car and it fell under the emergency brake handle, I swear I looked for that damn pill ever day for a year, my cousin does the inspection I was always afraid he would find it, Anyway car was totalled, total loss all around.
 
this definitely happens to opiate users more than any other drug imo, way too forgetful. I had 3 bags of dope sitting inside a snow hat for the entire summer that I forgot about. I had withdrawals less than 10 feet from those fucking bags a bunch of times and never even thought to look there

so winter rolls around, my brother had already taken my good snow hat to start snowblowing the driveway so I went upstairs to grab the shitty one that was left, put it on my head without looking in it, and felt what I thought was a bug moving around on my head

so I threw it on the ground and there they were, 3 bags of dope I had gotten almost a full year ago.

I still remember the stamp was MMG and it was the same shit that made me crash my car like 2 days before christmas. wound up driving it home with the hood all smashed up and was lucky to not get pulled over on the way back because I took main roads like an idiot because I figured if the car broke down I could pull off easier and say I got in a hit and run and the guy who's fault it was took off. some puerto rican guy in a honda civic. that works every time
 
Fuck which time do you want to hear about? The time I was searching for crack crumbs swearing that I lost some because you know us crack heads are careless with our supply(yeah right). Or the time I lost my hype filled with dope in the steering column of my car and shoved many coat hangers going fishing. How about the time I put a full hype on top of the medicine chest in my wifes bathroom(my GF at the time) and there was a little gap and it fell behind it. The medicine chest I ripped off the wall and it was tough to explain but I did recover my happiness in a syringe that one time.
 
On the one hand opiate users are usually space cadets about, well, everything in their life basically lol, but IME the one thing that they're very meticulous about keeping track of is how much drugs they have left & where said drugs are located
 
Okay maybe I exaggerated the 30 min. It's usually 10-15 BUT! It'd be more but usually people are nearby and I don't feel like showing them what carpet surfing is lol oh god I dont wanna think about all the specks of tar I've litterally scrapped off floor and thrown on foil to smoke 'just in case'.
 
bonomoopiojo55 said:
I once dropped a percocet in my car and it fell under the emergency brake handle, I swear I looked for that damn pill ever day for a year, my cousin does the inspection I was always afraid he would find it, Anyway car was totalled, total loss all around.
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I dropped an Adderall and an oxycodone 30 in the little crack in my car where the top of the cup holder folds down. Im sure they are still there but until I am done with this car, they will stay there as it would require tearing apart the whole center console.

A friend of mine did this same thing and I sat there stunned as he proceeded to rip his shit apart to get it. It was an older, shitty car but his determination was a sight to behold.
 
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that's probably why I don't own a car . i'd rip my laptop up for a measly pill or 2.
 
Once was getting ready to do an oc40 as my buddy was doing his in the same bathroom. In the chaos of the sickness i ended up dropping mine down the sink as he was plunging his and he basically watched me do it and as it hit him he just started to laugh at me, the bastard. I tore his fucking sink apart at the trap to get that fucking thing out though and it may have been slightly fucked up by the time i got to it but goddamnit i got it! Right now i swear there are 2 bags in my car somewhere but if you saw my car you would understand. I need to get on that though because if i get pulled over im sure some cop who likes to dig or some dog who likes to sniff will find them and haul me off to the clink and ill probably be sick at the time wishing i had found them first. Ive also done my fair share of carpet sniffin in my day putting chunks of all sorts of shit into a love rose hoping it was that evasive "last hit" of rock that some how ended up across the room and behind a couch from where you were sitting and smoking the entire time.
 
drove 4 hours one way one time for one opana 40. Did half of it then drove back....got up the next morning to do the rest and the other half wasn't in my pill bottle. I have no clue where it is.
 
Usually I didn't care that much when I lost some of my weed, but it's always fun when you go through a pocket you forgot about and find some of your stash ;D
 
outside of the many times I've lost weed the only other memorable time was when i was cutting up my last 2 tabs to take with my friend and it went flying somewhere behind my dresser or in a drawer. Still look for it every time i'm at my parents house.
 
never lost any drugs but I've lost sooooooooo many of those bic lighters only after using them a few times.
 
I always liked it when I'd wake up after a party or something and pull out four random Bic lighters from my pockets lol
 
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