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REDNECK METH CHRONICLES
CHAPTER 2:Superbowl Sunday

I start coming to and i feel like every muscle in my body aches. I, still being mostly asleep and my eyes refusing to just pop open, realize that I am hurting all over and I am laying on what felt like the cold hard floor.A million and one WHAT THA HELLs are going on in my mind in a flash and I am instantly overtaken by the smell of urine and bad B.O.
I suddenly notice that what ever I am wearing is stiff and rough against my skin and smelled of lysol and dirty mop water. I began to stretch my body out and try to open my eyes. The shooting pain than ran through my brain as the memories of where i was suddenly flooded in……….I WAS IN FUCKING JAIL! Not just any Jail, but I was in jail in Sulpher Springs, Texas! A mighty long damn way from home!
I slowly raised myself off the floor as i began to remember how I came to be wearing this bright orange jumpsuit, and what fucking day was it? What time was it? I had NO windows, and wait a minute, It is dark in here and why am I on the floor? I start feeling around and I cant find a bed, toilet, sink, nothing! When i trip over something in the floor and land on my knees(just now realizing that I am in the GD rubber room!!) and I am not alone, I just tripped over SOMEBODY!
I can hear a womans voice moan and then began coughing and i realize i know her, it is Gina. She calls out to me and OMG like a ton of bricks I remember everything! She begins crying and screaming for me in the dark like a small child and I am trying to let my mind register what is happening to me and she is frantic. I remember they put us in the padded cell for suicide watch for the first 48 hours because whe had no previous record of time served.
There was someone else, Jim. Where the hell was Jimmy Lee?

We were all 3 arrested while on our way back from a ‘friends’ of his house in Dallas, where we purchased a half an ounce of cocaine for $200. Was a sweet lil deal, nothin this good nowhere back home in Mississippi around the little Joke we pratically lived at.
Meth was our thing, and that was exactly what we went all the way to Dallas for the Superbowl weekend for. We could swoop in pick it up and then be back home in time to PARTY!
Well, the meth connection was lost by the time we rolled into town, but they assured us that we would not leave Texas empty handed. LOL
And how true that was. We had coke, we were all Geeked up and headed home without even a nap or shower. MISSISSIPPI JUKE BOUND!
I drove all the way to Dallas so Jim said he would drive back most the way and Gina could drive some too if she felt like it. (Gina was a lil spazzy) I climbed in the back seat of the little Mercury Topaz and stretched out so I could have me a lil rest on the way home. The coke was some really good shit, and I didn’t really like it because it always mad me feel like my throat was numb and i thought i couldn’t breath. So after just one line, i didn’t want anymore, i wanted to sleep until we got home at least.
I was sleepin so, so. As best someone coming down off of cocaine could when i felt the car slowing down and Gina was screaming “OMG what do we do?” I was a bit confused when Jim said, “Just be kool Gina! You can’t just freak out as soon as they stop us!”
I sit up in the back seat and I hear the officer talkin to Jim as he had him at the back of the car asking about our ‘trip’ and as to where we went, why, when we left mississippi and why so quick, and on and on.
Gina was in the front seat shaking he legs making the whole GD car shake. That was the moment I KNEW! There was no doubt what was about to go down, so it all went by in a flash from there. The officer came and pecked on her window and she got out, he asked her to step back in and to just calm down(fuckin bitch!). He was shining the light all over the car and he seen her try and stuff Jims Jacket behind the seat and he asked, “You wanna hand me that jacket mam?”
Straight to the pocket to pull out the huge bag of ‘cotton candy!!!’
He draws his gun, tells us “OUT OF THE CAR WITH YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!!” “DO NOT MOVE OR I WILL SHOOT YOU!”
OMFG how did I get here?………………………………………..

        
        
        
        
        

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