I became fast 'friends ' with my supply, He couldn't fathom my tolerance. Spent many a night sitting at the table tryin to kill one another. I'd get a call ( on my bag phone no less) mid week. Hey cuz', got some ether ya wouldn't believe!
Me: Man, it ain't payday yet. D: Mothafucker, Did I say for sale? C'mon. I'd hit the door to couple 10 packs and a pile on the table. Fuck filters. Till dawn, work next day a bitch, but always couple K4's for after work.
That's when coke was coke. Ran about 9 months shook his hand, and excused myself.
A year later, took some on a bud trade, water to the spoon, WTF? Buddy dropped cotton in. Fuck that, I'm out.
I wonder if that level still even exists here.
Nearly 30 yrs ago, salivating now Dammit LOL.
NOTHING compares