One that happened to me pretty recent is that my boy and me was driving around and he had 3 bags of dope and a bottle of percs and a bottle of kpins in the car and then he dropped me off and went out later the next day in the same car with the shit still in it. well he had a seizure while he was drivin so he crashed the car. they towed the car of course, the cops didnt find anything he told me (he had a bad memory of this, so maybe the shit wasnt really in the car like he thought it was, who knows.) but anyways, he told me to go to the towing place and get teh shit outta the car so we could do the dope and keep the pills.
well when i went to call the towing place i was like did u have this _____ 2007 ____ car there and they said yes i said ok well i need to come get something out of it and they said they already took it to the junkyard and smashed the car with all our goodies inside.




i am just hoping that the shit wasnt actually in there becuz i swear to god that i had gave him three bags total , and he did two of them the night before becuz i remember he told me they were all right but not great, and then that would only leave one bag, which he prolly also did, and jsut forgot and thought that they all got left in the car. At least i hope so. i wanna cry thinkin about our diesel gettin smashed like that.
The next nite i had a dream that i found some of the GOOD lucky 7's in a box in my car too (NJ peoples should remember the good batch of lucky 7s, after the garbage ones when they fixed them and made em bangin again, mmmmmm) its like i lost 3 bags of dope and dream about finding 3, o well i must be in for a suprise or somethin, wouldnt that b nice.