Thanks man..

hey this one I call

a story for later
I was in the midst of hell, a preparatory school. I was walking in the freezing cold smoking a ciggerette with a plastic glove on. The plastic glove had become a necissity like a condom for sex, when you return to the dorms they smell youre fingers. Those fuckers.
One nice thing about a prep school is that it has dorms witch means rich kids from other countrys, I mean fucking loaded. I was with my friend from korea, he had never been on a comercial airplane before, his parents had a jet. We were at the park smoking, I asked him about his drug experences beacuse he had done coke with me eariler that night, and I love storys. He had never really talked about drugs in english extensively and used alot of hand motions and said that the drugs that are cheap in korea are not the same drugs that are cheap here.
He made the motion of a syringe going into his arm and eventully I figured out what he was doing and I was like fucking heroin, you mean BROWN, SMACK, HORSE, he nodded and told me that he had done it once but some of his friends became addicts so he didnt do it after that. Then he said the magic word.. XTC he spelled it out for me like that.
I saw his reaction from the reaction that I gave him, he knew I wanted to know more. It was one of those things I had not yet got around to trying. It had never been accesable, and its expensive. He told me
"X T C is good and cheap you really havent done it?"
The next week he was going home and I asked him to pick me up some, he said he didnt know the exchange rate and what he came back with was what I would get.
I said "Just as long as there is at least two of em"
He laughed when I said that, we took off the gloves and went back to school. I never understood why he laughed until late that next sunday night. I gave him 40 dollars and told him to get me as much as he could.
He left and I felt nothing but anticipation, I was ready to roll.
Sunday night rolled around, he came back and just said
"crazy".
He threw me a big ass bottle of what read to be IB prophen but upon further inspection was no such thing, this was X T C!
"I figure they were 25 cents a peice"
My mental math skills went into overdive 40 times 4 is....
I dropped the bottle, I realized I had 160 hits of X, by next sunday I would have 3, and thats a story for later.

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