I promised the spooky children that I was going to throw a pharming party because I ditched them on prom night. I think they knew it wasn't going to come together because they didn't talk to me much between then and graduation, especially the two who got into the schools I was applying to. Another thing is that they didn't think I could actually get ahold of pharms because I hadn't told them about Ampallang.

The day before graduation, thinking I'd never see him again, I bluntly asked Ampallang where he got his pills. He said that his friend JR's brother sold them out of his mom's trailer and that he could hook me up. Necron and Aaron Scholng were amazed when I called them from a payphone (cells are for faggots) and told them my connection was solid and that I would have the pharms that night.

Long story short, Ampallang drives me over to the trailer park on the north end of Winchester, and we met JR. JR is a filthy redneck kid who used to be addicted to shooting oxys, but now he just smokes pot and rolls x. It turns out that he was in our class in middle school, and he remembered me, calling me poindexter. I think he dropped out around 7th grade.

His brother J Birge brings out a toolbox filled with weed, little bags of coke, and every kind of pill imaginable. Remember this: never buy drugs from someone who isn't a total piece of trash because they're just pretending to be a drug dealer. The trashier, the better.

Uhhh, I could go on but I think the important thing is that I got kind of excited when I bought all of the xannies, poppers and vicodens that I let Ampallang talk me into doing some of it there in the trailer. So we did. Then I bought more to make up for it and we ended up doing that too, with me giving JR a combo line of vicoden and xanax as a goodwill gesture. Then Ampallang was too fucked up to drive so I said fuck it, we're just going to party here. I was buying for the night so they called up a bunch of trashy rednecks and wiggers to come over. When JR's dad got home from work and saw all of those people there he got pissed and threw us out of the trailer, so we just kept getting fucked up and listening to crunk outside. We built a fire out of some scrap wood and I threw a wheel with a tire on it just to be an asshole.

I'm out of high school, away from the spooky children and Harlotte and all of that childish shit and I'm ready to start my life. I don't need college. If they didn't want me then I'm not going to crawl up to them again like a cunt. I've come to realize one thing that has changed my life more than any drug I've done: Ampallang is REAL. JR is REAL. They might be stupid wigger/redneck scum but they are the essence of authentic. I'm going to live their life and take whatever comes at me, and then I'll write a book about it. I will ascend to the highest literary circles because the honest authenticity of my work will outshine all of the pretentious pablum fed to the literary world today. I will start my own literary circle and we will revolutionize lit crit. My work may even be important enough to be given an honorary degree so I can teach my craft in a university from my valuable experience which is far more precious than any degree.

Solid advice.

I bet that smelled good. Did the black rubber smoke enhance your buzz?

So which episode of COPS or Americas most wanted will you and the 'gang' be appearing in?

i wanna hear the next one about when he hooks up with a trailor park "genuine" girl and finally gets his pecker wet.

It's been done: Hunter S. Thompson.

He said "crunk".

Tee Hee!

Why would you snort a vicodin? You're a pill-nub, vicodin burns whens you snort it because it's filled with acetominophen, you need the pure hydrocodone capsules if your gonna snort such a crappy, ripoff painkiller like hydrocodone, also xanax burns like shit and tastes like bc powder. If your going to do painkillers you might as well pitch in the extra few bucks for percoset instead of vicodin, and swallow it with some alcohol don't snort it, if you want to insuffliate a mild narcotic without burning a hole in your brain that doesn't taste like crap I'd suggest Roxycodone, the 15 mgs are little circular yellow pills with no print, and the 30 mg are small circular blue pills with no print, morphine also goes up quite nice. Also, before you snort a painkiller, make sure you run it under water for a second and rub off the extended-release coating with your fingers, because too much of it can hurt your nasal passages and also makes the medicine less effective. If you want to snort a benzodiazepene I'd suggest Clonipin or Ativan, they go up much easier and even have a minty fresh taste, xanax is for taking. You didn't hear it from me.

no one really gives a fuck, bro.

impress your friends with dr. simon's drug knowledge, i dont know what else to tell you. whip somebodies ass, for fuck sake.

Whatever happened to just smoking pot and taking mushrooms? Jesus people are gay... pills are fucking emo sissy drugs.

I take enough pills via prescription. Why anyone would want to do it for fun is beyond me. Fucking children. Jesus.

HAHAHAHA

Gotta agree... pills are for housewives.

"i told u i was hardcore"

that kid deserved to die.

lol

I think your reductionistic outlook is missing the entire point. Why does one drink Magnum 40s instead of Tupper's Hop Pocket Ale? Why does one smoke skunk weed rather than white dragon?Why does one do whatever pharmaceuticals life throws their way rather than the painstakingly researched ones that might get them a little higher?

I'll tell you why while you're scratching your heads:

Drugs make a statement, a social and a political statement. It is we who take the lower things in life for their true essence that is not palatable to consumer culture who truly experience the drug. My statement is that in diving lower into quality, I ascend higher into another quality which is altogether unrelated to your base desire to get fucked up.

Remember, this is an important lifestyle choice I'm making, so don't think I don't know what I'm talking about.

I really wish you could just get it.

Your problem is that due to the way you type, you make it painfully clear that none of what you're saying is true. You're just disguising a done-to-death social discussion in a half-assed IRL costume.

Just state your side of the argument in one sentence so Billy can dismantle it.