ykm420
Bluelighter
My old car: A few OG Opana 40's, .1 raw dope, 1 Opana IR 10.
What all have you lost in your car?
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ovo1024
Bluelighter
1 roxy 15mg, and about a dime bag of Crystal. Other than that I'm pretty careful lol
SluttyPeach
Bluelighter
I've mostly lost paraphernalia (pipes, rigs) but every now and then I'll drop pills especially if I'm already fucked up. Finding them later on is always a pleasant surprise though.
ykm420
Bluelighter
Definitely nice finding them, my madre got in my car once and found 2 pills beside the seat, 1 Oxazepam + 1 Bromazepam. Took em instantly of course. Only things that are lost, however. It was there a minute ago, then abracadabra, vanishes!
manboychef
Bluelighter
Lots and lots of rigs.]
One time I got pulled over with a handful of roxies and I just tossed them on the floorboard of my car....sigh...that car is long gone so the days of treasure hunting are over.
One time I got pulled over with a handful of roxies and I just tossed them on the floorboard of my car....sigh...that car is long gone so the days of treasure hunting are over.
rokkinrollaa6
Bluelighter
we lost a fucking 8 BALL of coke that was so fucking strong a LINE made you numb from the chest up. we pauid 500 bucks for it. a cop pulled us over and we had a loaded shotgun, an once of "g47" some hydroponic shit that is common now, but in '03 was not, a bottle of 90 20mg OC's, a quart of whiskey, two hunting knives. we frantically tried to hide the shit and since we had a RAISED truck qand this was the country I shoved ever7thing but the guns in the seat. the cop didn't even search us, just asked us where we were headed, and since it was literally the next house down the road, he didn't even bother to hassle us, but back in those days two diudes with long hair usually got hassled. we never found the coke, but we were sure my friend's dad did it, and since he was a fucking insane, msuclebound bear of a man who was covered in fucking hair, we were sure of it. this was rural texas, people are insane there. one day years later we asked his dad if he stole the coke. he says, without hesitation : "yeah well you stole 90 of my fuckin' oxycontins n fuckin' filled my goddammned fuckin' script you little shits, so i taught yer ass a lesson." we told him about how it was the best coke we had ever done. his response was something to the effect of:
"fuckin' pussies, back in the 60's we snorted shit like that in uh' hour. hell if you thought you know what a party is you should have fuckin' seen 'nam, we had tons uh hookers, blow, heroin, opium, hash, n' we'd shoot these lil' *racial epithet* faces off and then go screw these whores all night and get high. hell we'd shoot up 'afore we'd head into that fuckin' rice pattie cause you either walked around sweatin' yer fuckin nutsack off, got bit up by fuckin' skeeters, or stood around or crouchin' in the fuckin' swamps. it was boring n you had to be quiet as fuck all the time n you would probably die just standing around watching the forest so we did it to pass the time in between the blood. these sum bitches 'auld pop up next to ye n cutcher throat. i seen a few guys jes get slashed outta nowhere. yer generation is a buncha pussies. in my generation there wadn't no fuckin 'pill addiction' pills, n weed n beers ain't drugs, you pussies, them's fuckin appetizers. don't even waste my goddamned fuckin time 'ith at shit. i'm smokin' cause momma buys it, n im takin em pills cause doctor give em. "
apparently he just did tons of heroin, cocaine, meth, and everything else and was never addicted and just stopped when he got bored of it. to my knowledge he still does cocaine and heroin and oxycontin when he feels like it and goes to work for the same place for 35 years and still goes bow hunting and can throw a knife accurately at ten-15 feet. He thought it was stupid to go to vietnam but did it anyway because back then, it was what you did. he's still alive and well and now moved to Alaska and works for high times or something.
"fuckin' pussies, back in the 60's we snorted shit like that in uh' hour. hell if you thought you know what a party is you should have fuckin' seen 'nam, we had tons uh hookers, blow, heroin, opium, hash, n' we'd shoot these lil' *racial epithet* faces off and then go screw these whores all night and get high. hell we'd shoot up 'afore we'd head into that fuckin' rice pattie cause you either walked around sweatin' yer fuckin nutsack off, got bit up by fuckin' skeeters, or stood around or crouchin' in the fuckin' swamps. it was boring n you had to be quiet as fuck all the time n you would probably die just standing around watching the forest so we did it to pass the time in between the blood. these sum bitches 'auld pop up next to ye n cutcher throat. i seen a few guys jes get slashed outta nowhere. yer generation is a buncha pussies. in my generation there wadn't no fuckin 'pill addiction' pills, n weed n beers ain't drugs, you pussies, them's fuckin appetizers. don't even waste my goddamned fuckin time 'ith at shit. i'm smokin' cause momma buys it, n im takin em pills cause doctor give em. "
apparently he just did tons of heroin, cocaine, meth, and everything else and was never addicted and just stopped when he got bored of it. to my knowledge he still does cocaine and heroin and oxycontin when he feels like it and goes to work for the same place for 35 years and still goes bow hunting and can throw a knife accurately at ten-15 feet. He thought it was stupid to go to vietnam but did it anyway because back then, it was what you did. he's still alive and well and now moved to Alaska and works for high times or something.
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ykm420
Bluelighter
Lol, I'm in TX, if you're in a lifted truck in the country, and especially if you are listening to some good ol' Garth Brooks when he walks up.. You are A-Okay! Don't believe me, get pulled over, have this blastin' till he gets near you, then turn it down as he nears you, just not OFF. Trust, you'll be good 
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Fuck, if I was in the Nam, and I had a good nights sleep, I'd definitely boot some Crystal, pop a couple Yellow Jackets for the nerves, then carry around my baggie of Reds, Mandies, and Black Beauties. Cigrets strapped to my helmet. What a goddamn war. I'd never get sloppy, just keen, very fucking keen.
.Fuck, if I was in the Nam, and I had a good nights sleep, I'd definitely boot some Crystal, pop a couple Yellow Jackets for the nerves, then carry around my baggie of Reds, Mandies, and Black Beauties. Cigrets strapped to my helmet. What a goddamn war. I'd never get sloppy, just keen, very fucking keen.
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