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2017-08-06 at 4:47 AM UTCHave you ever found drugs randomly? Or received an amazing deal on drugs, gotten super lucky with getting away from the police, or from a crazy crackhead? What stories do you have where Junkie Jesus was looking out for you and your own. I'll go first.
I received the unicorn of randomly found drugs. I can't believe that stupid burner dropped it without realizing it. Maybe he left it on purpose as a gift? NAW,I doubt it because if I hadn't of spotted it one of the chinky bus boys I worked with would have just trashed it.
Oh yeah, what I found? Oh nothing much, just a little pink plastic case. Oh yeah and inside was 5 hits of acid, geltabs. Actual geltabs not just saying that like some people do to make it sound like better drugs than it actually is. That was the first and only time I've ever had geltabs. Majority of times I'd done acid in the past it was liquid, I'd have the dealer just drop the liquid on my tongue from his vile. INB4 perverted double entendre
The restaurant I was working at the time was a hot spot for people on their way and/or coming back from burning man. It had been left on the floor under one of the tables over night. I had worked the night before and came in the next the next morning to open. "Stupid lazy busboy,." I thought. That shit has been here all night, "He didn't even sweep!"
I picked it up, before tossing it I decided to open it, expecting it to be empty but secretly hoping it would contain something like a couple of xanax or percocets. Instead, low and behold, there was 5 geltabs. Great acid too, I usually need 2 or 3 hits of acid when I trip but I only needed one and got 3 trips out of this find, I gave my bf the other two. That is the only time I have ever found drugs in my life.
Share your own Junkie Jesus story. But it doesn't count if you lose something or your friend loses something and THEN you find it. I'm talking about straight up delivery, signed sealed, and delivered to you from Junkie Jesus. Or a situation where you were so lucky or given such a huge break it's as if you had drank a full bottle of Felix FelicisThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-08-06 at 4:55 AM UTCOn the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus’ mother was there, and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the acid was gone, Jesus’ mother said to him, “They have no more acid.”
“Woman, why do you involve me?” Jesus replied. “My hour has not yet come.”
His mother said to the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”
Nearby stood six stone water jars, the kind used by the jedis for ceremonial washing, each holding from twenty to thirty gallons of acid.
Jesus said to the servants, “Fill the jars with water”; so they filled them to the brim.
Then he told them, “Now draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet.”
They did so, and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into acid. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew. Then he called the bridegroom aside and said, “Everyone brings out the choice acid first and then the cheaper acid after the guests have finished morphing into cards; but you have saved the best till now."
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2017-08-06 at 4:55 AM UTCJust retelling some I've heard from other people, i've never found trucks in my life.
-In comvenience store, about 4 (give or take, one or 2 were crushed) 10mg oxycodones, in tied plastic baggy
-Three adderall XR's in a plastic bag on the floor at a kroger
- A 0.5mg xanax on the floor by the counter at conveinence store
- A 7mg viccodin under the drinking fountain at a kroger
- Purchased 10 hits of acid, but got 50
Probaby a another small find like a single pill I Can't recall.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-08-06 at 4:58 AM UTCI usually pay 13-20 a gram for ice cream that puts anything within a 300 mile radius to shame. Not really a "find" but I'm not really a fiend when it comes to it anymore suddenly after two years of hardcore abuse(well, I'm talking a ball a week of 85%+ stuff; sometimes 11 tenths a day etc..) I just feel like "eh, whatever I can take it or leave it" but when I do partake I get stuck like fuckin' chuck.
I literally could not leave my house for 23 hours it's like I was a ghost and just bound to the confines and nothing I tried could distract me from the petty ass shit that could wait until after I had to make the 3 mile(yes, 3 fucking mile) drive I was supposed to have made 23 hours before.
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2017-08-06 at 5:02 AM UTC
Originally posted by Needledick_Needledick_Needledick Just retelling some I've heard from other people, i've never found trucks in my life.
-In comvenience store, about 4 (give or take, one or 2 were crushed) 10mg oxycodones, in tied plastic baggy
-Three adderall XR's in a plastic bag on the floor at a kroger
- A 0.5mg xanax on the floor by the counter at conveinence store
- A 7mg viccodin under the drinking fountain at a kroger
- Purchased 10 hits of acid, but got 50
Probaby a another small find like a single pill I Can't recall.
First of all, what is a "kroger?" and where can I find one. (jk, it's an east coast grocery store right? never actually been in one myself)
Was this all the same Krogers? lol, if it was and I lived near there and heard of these tales, I'd go there every day just to walk around hoping to find some good pills. -
2017-08-06 at 5:09 AM UTCjesus fuck...dont you junkies realize its more likely than not the pharmaceuticals youve magically found have been adulterated in some way?
any of you junkies that want to find some magic happy pills or sauce...let me know and i will happily dispense them upon your tongue with my 'vile'...or vial...whichever you prefer. -
2017-08-06 at 5:14 AM UTCi got a story but its gonna be prolly longer than anything malice ever posted, lol. will get back when i done typing.
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2017-08-06 at 5:14 AM UTC
Originally posted by infinityshock jesus fuck…dont you junkies realize its more likely than not the pharmaceuticals youve magically found have been adulterated in some way?
any of you junkies that want to find some magic happy pills or sauce…let me know and i will happily dispense them upon your tongue with my 'vile'…or vial…whichever you prefer.
I once thought I was buying "ice cream" when in fact it was "boy"..I had ran out and paid for a tenth what I would usually cop a whole gram for and to add injury to insult it was 20mg under and was weak AF considering I don't even do percocets and barely could feel the "buzz" pretty gay tbh fam. Later I concluded the dude knew I was "the plug" for all the decent "ice cream" flowing through town and in some sort of fucked up way figured if I turned into a dog food junkie he would in turn get all my precious shardy shards but no fuck boy I can't stand the shit or most of the people addicted to it. Here's a cheers with a shardini martini you fuck nigga!The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2017-08-06 at 5:19 AM UTC
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2017-08-06 at 5:58 AM UTCok, so this was back in about 02 when i was a total fucking junkie, literally doing a good £100 a day. at this time i was in and out of jail like every other month or so. anyway at this time i was due in court for driving whilst disqualified on the monday coming, and this was back before they gave you methadone or subutex in jail so you were left to just rattle it hard. i didn't like the thought of that so for the week preceeding the court appearance i was going extra hard to get as much gear in the bank as poss to see me through it. somebody told me that this big marks and spencer superstore about 20 mile away had boxes of mobile phones out on the shelves in the store and were easy to get, so i took a drive over there on the tuesday. i blatantly filled a shopping cart with 20 of these phones, threw a few things on top and brazenly walked out the store. i had parked literally right outside the door and quickly chucked them in the motor and went. nobody come after me or fuck all, easy as shit. if i remember i think i got about £800 for the lot, so i invested in a half ounce of smack and still had enough to keep me going for most of the week without even touching the 1/2 oz.
on the saturday i bumped into my pal gary. he's a good pal since we were kids and we always had each others back and went robbing and shit all the time. gary was on his ass and was looking to earn. i told him about the score i'd had the other day and he started agging me to take him over there to get a load more. so off we went. i liked working with gary as he knew what the fuck he was doing and just got the job done, which is exactly how i liked to work. we get to the store and had a smoke in the car park before we went in. now i had split this half oz up into 12 separate wraps which i had sealed and kept on me ready for the monday. i had it all in a cigarette packet and kept it down my pants at all times. i also had a lighter in there and any gear i was using as well. so in the carpark i chucked a whole 20 bag on the foil which was about 1/2 gram in them days. i smoked about a 1/4 of that and then wrapped it up, put it in the cig box and shoved it down my pants again ready to get on.
so me and gaz goes into the store, we both took a hand basket and separately filled up the baskets with the phones, about 5 in each. we then shoved the baskets under a rack of clothes by the doors and took another basket each and did the same. we rendevous'd by the door and i told gary to hold up here, i'll go check we ain't got a welcome party waiting outside the doors. i go out and look around and it all looked cool. i dashed back in and gave gary the nod and we both picked up two baskets each and dashed out. we were'nt even 5 yards from the car when we had blokes coming from everywhere grabbing at us. i think we both managed to get halfway in the car and these guys wrestled us both out. there was literally fuck all we could do, we were caught.
but coz we'd put up such a struggle with them, they had us both on the floor sitting on us, like 3 or 4 guys, so we couldn't move, till the pigs came, which was pretty quick. the cops cuffed us at the back and we were put in the car and i had a pig sitting right next to me all the way to the pig station. now i'm thinking, fuck, i got this half oz down my pants, and what's more its all split into smaller wraps which would defo be intent to supply. and that makes the 2 or 3 grand theft we're getting nicked for look silly. and as a known heroin addict at that time i was always getting strip searched as soon as they got me to the station. but i can't do fuck all but pray.
so we get to the station, they book me in and put me in a cell. i can't believe my luck that they never stripped me. as soon as i'm in the cell i set about plugging all 12 wraps away. i still got the gear on the foil and the lighter, so now i'm safe i start having a toot, while i resign myself to the fact that i am definitely going to jail on monday now without a doubt. now in these days they would let you keep your cigarettes but not let you smoke in the cell, but they would let you out in the yard sometimes. so you had to be careful smoking in the cell in case they clocked the smoke. a little while later and gary had been taken for interview. when coming back he had wandered off ahead of the cop and opened the flap on my door. give us a cigarette he says, so i gave him one. i asked if he had a light and he said yes, so i explained i got my gear but my lighter was fucked. he said he'd ring the bell for the toilet in a bit and leave it hidden there for me to get.
so gary, like a div, goes off to his cell and locks himself in. he's in the cell next to me and i can clearly hear the pig come now to lock him up. i hear the cop open his flap and immediately he says 'are you smoking'. gary's hasn't even waited to light the cig i gave him and got busted. so the pig is now asking how did you light that, and i hear gary trying to bullshit him that he found a match on the floor, lol. the cop is like 'bollocks, either you or your pal has got a lighter'. with that a load of other cops come, my door opens and they take us both off for a strip. i thanked my lucky stars that i had plugged the 1/2 oz away already but of course they find the gear on the foil and the busted lighter. but that was fuck all really compared to what i'd just escaped.
anyway two days later and me and gaz are locked in the same cell in prison with half oz of gear, smoking ourselves silly for a week, and then we were so fucking sick, lol. but yeah, adventures in heroin addiction, its all good fun, haha. i dodged a good 5 to 7 years that day so fuck it, lol.
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2017-08-06 at 6:31 AM UTC
Originally posted by 霍比特人说中文不好 On the third day a wedding took place at Cana in Galilee. Jesus’ mother was there, and Jesus and his disciples had also been invited to the wedding. When the acid was gone, Jesus’ mother said to him, “They have no more acid.”
“Woman, why do you involve me?” Jesus replied. “My hour has not yet come.”
His mother said to the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”
Nearby stood six stone water jars, the kind used by the jedis for ceremonial washing, each holding from twenty to thirty gallons of acid.
Jesus said to the servants, “Fill the jars with water”; so they filled them to the brim.
Then he told them, “Now draw some out and take it to the master of the banquet.”
They did so, and the master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into acid. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew. Then he called the bridegroom aside and said, “Everyone brings out the choice acid first and then the cheaper acid after the guests have finished morphing into cards; but you have saved the best till now."
What Jesus did here in Cana of Galilee was the first of the signs through which he revealed his glory; and his disciples believed in him.
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2017-08-06 at 7:09 AM UTCa wet sloppy amen to that hamp
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2017-08-06 at 8:46 AM UTCOnly drugs i ever found was a baggie of weed. Was good weed. Meh, i guess i can't complain, i have a perpetual supply of better drugs anyway if i want. Also i did find 300 bucks one time, actually posted about it on here. The guy in front of me at teh ATM left it. Haha.
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2017-08-06 at 9:28 AM UTCwhen i was about 19 i was at one of those big legal raves, the type with the huge circus tents and about 100,000 people. it was just getting light and a lot of people had left so it wasn't so packed. i was still pilled off my face, and if any of you been to a do like that, by the end of the night there is litter everywhere including lots of zip lock baggies that people discarded after doing the contents. when you're high on e you often look at the floor and for a moment think there is something or other in them. but then realize you're just tripping out. so i notice this fairly large baggie and i'm tripping as usual coz its looking like theres a load of powder in it. so i'm just ignoring it. but i keep noticing it for ages and it always looks like theres some white shit in it. so after a while i think i ought to check this. so i picks it up and wtf it definitely has got powder in it, quite a lot. a good 5 or 6 grams easy of what is obviously speed. at raves in them days you wouldn't find people doing anything other than e, speed, acid, coke or hash/weed. so i take a dab to see how good this speed is but it tastes not so bitter as i'd expect. next thing i know my tongue is numbing up, fuck me its charlie. me and a few pals were snorting it like there was no tomorrow, rolling spliffs of it and that. did the lot in about 15 minutes lol. i think i was so high on e still tho that i barely felt much from it tbh, the excitement of what i'd just found prolly had me buzzing more than anything.
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2017-08-06 at 9:56 AM UTCUghhhh. Found a half ounce of crystal meth by the airport. Ummm... was handcuffed with 2 HUGE hospital grade pill bottles- one of 10mg norcos and one of 30mg oxycontin....and the police officer pulled them out of my jacket pocket, looked at each of them, soved them back into my pockets, uncuffed me, and then let me go and arrested the guy I was with for a warrant. Ive found a fuckton of drugs, but the vast majority were things hiding under the piles of garbage I live in, or something I squirrelled away while i was high as fuck.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2017-08-06 at 12:15 PM UTC
Originally posted by Sophie Only drugs i ever found was a baggie of weed. Was good weed. Meh, i guess i can't complain, i have a perpetual supply of better drugs anyway if i want. Also i did find 300 bucks one time, actually posted about it on here. The guy in front of me at the ATM left it. Haha.
Same. Found some pretty good weed on the floor of my ap history class years back. And somehow 500 dollars ended up in the bank account. The bank never took it back. -
2017-08-06 at 12:19 PM UTCa little while after i started using silk road i opened my btc wallet and there was £30 in there from fuck knows where. i know i certainly never put it in there. i'm guessing by shere stroke of luck somebody mistyped out the address and put mine instead. so ordered myself a little treat, lol.
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2017-08-06 at 12:24 PM UTC
Originally posted by NARCassist a little while after i started using silk road i opened my btc wallet and there was £30 in there from fuck knows where. i know i certainly never put it in there. i'm guessing by shere stroke of luck somebody mistyped out the address and put mine instead. so ordered myself a little treat, lol.
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2017-08-06 at 12:26 PM UTC
Originally posted by What_a_Kreep Silly Cat, drugs for cool kids. Not old farts who hang outside high school parking lots in their memeber's only jackets.
its the old farts hanging out in their members only jackets trading the junkie 'cool kids' some magic happy pills in exchange for unrestricted usage of their various orifices.
what'll you have, sweetcheeks? i gots the good shit. -
2017-08-06 at 3:21 PM UTC
