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Tell which IRL encounters did you have with JUNKIES?
I'll start: several months ago I saw an obviously intoxicated junkie on a road and followed him to his home. He was too poisoned to care about me, and I soon figured out which apartment he lives in. Im sure I saw him several times before in the same condition and clothes several blocks away.
Later I returned and called his apartment, and some middle aged fuck (probably his dad) chased and attacked me, but he was fat so I managed to get away after evading him in an empty mall.
 
Its funny you post this and I just had an experience last night.

I don't like socializing but I like sex, so I just pay hookers to do really weird things with me. There is this one who I see regularly who knows exactly what she is and is fine with doing anything. While doing some BBGWCIA, I tongue-kissed her and squeezed her real tight as I finished. If you aren't experienced with streetwalkers or girls from the extreme ghetto who post on escort alligator or skip the games or one of those, this is common. About $80 if you're a regular will get you literally anything. Hell, $50 with some of these girls. $10 will still get you a bj with the right girl at the right time.

For those reading this who aren't adept with anal, its actually easier face to face. They loosen up easier and don't just randomly get pains and start whining an asking if youre done, like that's gonna make you finish quicker or take it out. She was pretty high, I don't know what on, but I would guess it was something that made her relaxed. Anyways, when I squeezed, I felt this weird pressure push my softening tool out. I just figured it was limp enough to just slide on out. No. I will spoil the rest...

It was this mucousy, black, flood of diarrhea. It was like an airy fart like *pssssssssss*, like a tire letting out air, then *pfffffffffffffffffFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTttttt*. She was like omg I'm sorry I farted, and I thought it was just a fart and the wetness was like lube, my cum, and pussy leakage. Then i reached down to feel the situation and it was grainy and slimy in a different way than cum. I looked down and I was like "you just shit all over me. You just shit on my dick!" We were on her couch when we were doing it, she just destroyed the whole sofa. She reached down and was smelling her finger, like I just fucking lied to her. She got this big attitude with me and was like get off me!! and she looked down at us and her mess on the couch and she was like oh fuck! Then offered me a shower. We both showered and she actually cleaned me head to toe, which was really, really satisfying. I returned the favor, I felt embarrassed for her and didn't want this to ruin her night more than it had. I gave her an extra 50 so she could get another couch down at the Salvation Army. She apologized for shitting all over me and getting mad at me about it and got all doe-eyed like we just shared an intimate moment. I realized I probably shouldn't set the precedent of giving extra money, so I let her know I wanted to try again later but without the shit for the $50 and she agreed. If she doesn't live up to it, no big deal, there's plenty of girls who won't shit all over me for $80.

Long story short, if you manage your relations with drug addicts, they can be very rewarding. Just be prepared for when shit goes down, because it will.
 
Some methhead that set up a tent behind the local church. In the summer it gets overgrown, so it's somewhat hidden from public view. He was gone after a few days, but I remember him randomly shouting incoherent babble while roaming around the old cemetery when I walked past him.
 
You stare into the abyss the abyss stares back.

I have 100 stories. Probably in the top 10: My best friend, his plug and I were sitting in old Toyota 4 runner. She knew him didn't know me or trust me, they crank out the foil/straw/lighter and like up a "Roxy"*. Some plugs will make you test the wares in front of them to prove you are not LE or working for LE. My friends starts cooking the foil takes that deep drag from the smoke billowing off the foil and he gets whats known as the "nods" where you head droops, immediately, followed shortly by agonal breathing, which is a sign the body is struggling to breath

Roxy is a fake oxycotnin usually resembling a little round blue tablet with the engraving "M30" these are counterfeit ad you will get a hot shot and a weaksauce at radom. Real percs burn dry, "roxy's wll melt into a brown tar before they give off smoke.They are 97% who the who fuck knows and .03% Fent.

I don't know what to do so I start grabbing him by the shoulders shaking him trying to get him conscious. I start slapping him in the face, The plug jumps out of the toyota and runs into her house. I didn't know it the time narcan was readily and legally available. She had been kicked out of rehab at least twice and then gave her a couple of Narcan shooters and a "good luck" on her way out.

She tells me lift up his head tilt his head back slowly. She's halfway into the blister pack all the while he's making this horrible snoring chocking noise and he suddenly comes too.

It was a lot like this but far less interesting.
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Troon_Patrol dijo:
You stare into the abyss the abyss stares back.

I have 100 stories. Probably in the top 10: My best friend, his plug and I were sitting in old Toyota 4 runner. She knew him didn't know me or trust me, they crank out the foil/straw/lighter and like up a "Roxy"*. Some plugs will make you test the wares in front of them to prove you are not LE or working for LE. My friends starts cooking the foil takes that deep drag from the smoke billowing off the foil and he gets whats known as the "nods" where you head droops, immediately, followed shortly by agonal breathing, which is a sign the body is struggling to breath

Roxy is a fake oxycotnin usually resembling a little round blue tablet with the engraving "M30" these are counterfeit ad you will get a hot shot and a weaksauce at radom. Real percs burn dry, "roxy's wll melt into a brown tar before they give off smoke.They are 97% who the who fuck knows and .03% Fent.

I don't know what to do so I start grabbing him by the shoulders shaking him trying to get him conscious. I start slapping him in the face, The plug jumps out of the toyota and runs into her house. I didn't know it the time narcan was readily and legally available. She had been kicked out of rehab at least twice and then gave her a couple of Narcan shooters and a "good luck" on her way out.

She tells me lift up his head tilt his head back slowly. She's halfway into the blister pack all the while he's making this horrible snoring chocking noise and he suddenly comes too.

It was a lot like this but far less interesting.
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FUCK Scott Weiland. Junkiefuck ruined my birthday. Paid for a concert, got to watch the amberlamps come and go and then told sorry no show tonight! And I never got a refund. Bitch ass
 
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FUCK Scott Weiland. Junkiefuck ruined my birthday. Paid for a concert, got to watch the amberlamps come and go and then told sorry no show tonight! And I never got a refund. Bitch ass
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Yeah... that was a sad one. Everyone saw that coming a mile away but nobody could talk him into going back rehab. IIRC He was doing solo projects and with the Wildabouts at that time. The only thing surprising was toxicology came back with no Heroin or Fentanyl in his system just cocaine and booze.

I promise you he was weirder than you think in person. In all fairness at his peak Axel Rose was far far worse to his fans than Scott. Scott was a temperamental dick to the people he played with. Axel Rose would delay shows for hours just throwing an adult tantrum. there was at least one rape allegation against Axel Rose.
 
I was moving into an apartment with my best friend who was also going to the same university as I was. The plan was we would stay at a hotel for the night then in the morning we would sign some paperwork and get the key. We went to a seedy hotel because it was the only hotel we could find and we were tired from the long drive.

We get in the hotel room and settle for the night. It was midnight and my friend went to go take a shower, I had the tv on while I was waiting so I could take a shower after. I then hear a knock at the door and I thought it was the hotel clerk who was a real nice lady who maybe was checking in on us because when we got the room she told us to be careful since it was a bad area.

I open the door and this guy who looked just like the actor from that show with Christian Slater is standing there with his arms crossed and his hand on his face with his fingers tapping on his lip, he was a little jittery. He looks at me then looks at my bag and asks if I had any drugs I said sorry I don't have any, then he asked if I was alone I told him I wasn't, then he asked if I wanted to go with him to his friends room and party I said no and I told him goodnight before I closed the door.

I put a chair against the door and waited until my friend came out of the bathroom I told her about what just happened then there was another knock at the door which made both of us jump, I told my friend to have her phone ready to call the cops, I go to the door look through the peephole and see that it was the lady from the front desk.

She came by to tell me that my car door was open, I was so tired I forgot to close the door and lock up, my pc which I had wrapped in a quilt was still in the car I forgot to bring it in the room. I told the lady what happened she asked what room did he stay at, I said I didn't know and she said she would look into it and for me to call the cops if something happens again.

We didn't have any problems for the rest of the night.

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This is what the guy looked like he didn't wear a hoody though just a t-shirt.

TL;DR I met a Hollywood actor and it scared me.
 
The fucking druggies are coming into the suburbs from downtown, they always stand around this one shopping center by the intersection and beg for money. people are having them get into their yards to steal propane tanks, they also steal packages. One of those shitbags opened the back gate looking for shit to steal and let one of our dogs out. I found him and he was fine thankfully. We have to padlock the gates now.
We need to stop treating them when they overdose
 
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Roxy is a fake oxycotnin
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that isnt true. its oxycodone without the tylenol added to it, and it kicks in faster. no one would be smoking them because they literally are made to work quickly. most people get 15s. oxycontin is extended release oxycodone.
my dr prescribed them for me because of my failed rotator cuff surgery pain, i have metal anchors slicing into the muscle in my shoulder blade and it sucks
 
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