2017-10-08 at 6:16 PM UTC
in
dope sickness
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Too many nights I spent curled up in the fetal position in my bed, no sheets over me because I was profusely sweating yet freezing at the same time. With each shiver, my body aches and thrashed in pain. All of my joints had a mixture of Restless Leg Syndrome and Rheumatoid Arthritis all attacking me at once. I tossed and turned and only got up to shit pure liquid into the toilet. The mere scent of it caused me to projectile vomit all over the floor, my tremors more pronounced now that I am standing up. Nose running, eyes running, just absolutely fucking miserable. Then someone ended up coming over with something. I didn't give a shit what it was. I specifically remember sitting in my 97' Honda Civic in my driveway, a friend handed over his bottle of 10/650 Lortabs and I instantly counted out 10 and chewed them up, swallowing them with the needle water bottles that littered the floor of my car. I felt better within like, 20 minutes, but the APAP was enough to cause me to hurl profusely in the driveway. Ahhh...old times.
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
I was walking alongside the highway with a neighborhood friend and we stumbled upon a Hustler magazine. Like excited little boys we were, we scooped it up and trekked into the woods were we looked at it in wonder. Breasts. Vaginas. Ass cheeks. Thighs. It aroused me, my senses awakened and I became aware of a new sensation in my pee-pee. I will remember it always.
2017-10-08 at 6:06 PM UTC
in
the agenda
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
bro. i sikked the puppies. i sikked all of them. just stay out of my way.
2017-10-08 at 6:02 PM UTC
in
the agenda
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
I'm going to chug beer until I black out and then who knows what's going to happen!
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
When I was in prison, the very first day I entered the dorm, my bunkmate was involved in a fight with another inmate. That inmate pulled a shank made from a piece of fencing and stabbed him in the neck several times. Blood was everywhere and I just stood back and let them handle their business. The other guy, after he was done, left the cell and gave me a look like, "YOU WANT SOME?" and of course, that shit being none of my business, I threw up my hands like "No problem here, man" and he left my cell. I asked my bunkmate, bleeding on the floor, if he wanted me to get the COs and he said no. He bandaged himself and it was never reported. That was pretty fucked up.
2017-10-08 at 4:06 PM UTC
in
dope sickness
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Try maintaining an out of control heroin IV habit for a couple years and then abruptly stop using. Make another thread then.
2017-10-08 at 3:54 PM UTC
in
Passing a piss test
Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
Old thread, but, information still applies.
1. Take B-Complex
2. 30min later, drink 72oz of water.
3. Urinate.
4. Drink 72oz more.
5. Take a creatine supplement.
6. Urinate again.
7. Before leaving to go take the test, drink 32oz more of water.
8. When providing the sample, attempt to catch your "mid-stream" rather than the first or last.
You cannot "flush yourself" to be clean, but you can hope to dilute your sample so much that it doesn't trigger a positive. The B-Complex helps color your urine so it's not totally clear, which isn't a positive, but a sign that you may have tampered with the sample.
