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CHAPTER ONE- THE MAN
Welcome to the life and times of another drug addicts story, actually a few of them.
It was tough work being THE MAN! Busy, busy, busy doin’ nothin! To sling dope and do dope took the right sort of balance that they ALL thought they could keep at one time or another.All their own little secret society, ‘the in crowd’ they were later called on the courthouse steps by one of the passersby. Believed to be untouchable when they were flying high………are you gettin my drift?
To me it was absolute chaos, It sometimes made me dizzy just watching them. I was older now and was a mother, so my days of drugs and partying too hard was well over. but not for many of my friends and family. This included my Dad. He was one of the major meth dealers around here for quite a while. He…scratch that! I’m being honest, WE, because I spent the money too! Can’t pretend I am innocent of that. We were rollin’ in the money for a good lil bit. He probably didn’t sell quite as much dope as you are thinking, but as the saying goes, It’s who ya know. He knew who he needed to know to make life a little simpler and a lot cheaper. Groceries? Nope we never had to pay for them. Why not? Well, Rob (my Dad) has 2 or 3 dope whores who worked in the grocery store and if we went in there and had $200 worth of groceries, she slide so much past the scanners that the entire bill would be somewhere in the neighborhood of $28.17. Good day and thank you for shopping with us, please come again…….Hell YEAH I will!
Later on after the little young dope whores would get off work, they were piling in out here waiting to get them a little hit of dope for the little good deed they were able to do for ‘the man’. Not to even mention all the sexual favors they LOVED to perform for a foil load.
He had someone working at the grocery store, both dollar stores, the propane company,cigarette store, and the building supply store. Big bonus, there was always some fool with something valuable and they would want to make a quick trade for a half a gram. I can remember owning some of the craziest things for a little while until someone else decided to buy it. We had a cherry master poker machine (which is illegal) that someone played 24/7, Some girl traded a 1000 gallon propane tank for a small amount of meth that was probably gone before the tank was picked up the next day. We have built rooms, sheds, remodeled, done yard landscaping,took vacations, had sharp cars, had big Christmas’, had mega jewelry, owned so much crap it was UNREAL! And it was all free, every single bit of it, FREE. All it took was a little bit of meth. I can remember going to walmart 2 days in a row and writing checks for over the amount of $800 both days and i never even batted an eye, was nooo problem, I had it covered. I ‘needed’ nothing I bought!
So at anytime i seem like I am trying to play innocent because i didn’t do dope or because I wasn’t the one doing the selling………I spent money, I reaped the rewards, so yes , twas me just as well.

** I hope to take you on this roller coaster ride with me and show you from A to Z what happened. Some hilarious, some horrible. Stay tuned.

        
        
        
        
        

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