That's a speedball.
8 ball is definitely a quantity.
Man the internet has gotten thorough
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speedball_(drug)
Besides the comet that killed the dinosaurs nothing has destroyed a species faster than entitled white people.-ajp
I had a neighbor who acted like that. He was taking steroids. He might have also been taking meth.
He'd have me look under his house and in his attic for "critters". He videotaped dust balls on his floor - he thought they were alive.![]()
I won't bother typing the same thing. Your friend is back on the blow.
He doesn't want to talk to you, he is afraid and ashamed that you will catch on to what is going down. Since you know he HAD a coke problem and that he doesn't do coke anymore (which is obviously wrong), he doesn't want you to know he is back on it.
Coke is great stuff, except when you realize how great it is and will do anything and screw over anyone to get that next rock. Then it sucks. I've also heard from many people that it is a drug that you will never truly kick.
I should probably change my username to IReallyDon'tTeleMuchAnymoreDave.
yeah hense the 3rd edit.
my vote is meth or heroin in this case.
And I HATE street names like 'yay'.
There's nothing to go 'yay' about.
Go compare effects of heroin, meth, coke here: http://www.erowid.org/
The only thing worse than the feeling that you are going to die is the realization that you probably won't.
I was working on my motorcycle in our driveway, at night, about two months ago. We don't have any outside lights, and it was pretty cold, so I had a headlamp on and my hood up.
I was kneeling down, tightening a bolt when I felt a nudge on my leg. I figured that Mrs phUnk had let our dogs out and one of them had sniffed me. I look over and the neighborhood grey cat is standing there, smelling my leg.
"Man, that's one fat fucking cat," I thought to myself.
"Why does that cat have rings on its tail," I wondered.
"WHAT THE FUCK IT'S A RACOON," I exclaimed.
I jumped up. The raccoon ran 12 feet away. I prepared to fend off a rabid raccoon attack with a 8mm allen wrench. The raccoon stared at me. I kicked dirt at the raccoon. It lowered its body into a kung-foo attack stance. I called Mrs phUnk to come watch the carnage. The dogs barked and the raccoon ran off.
I would have fucked his shit up. FKNA.
I hope this is the final raccoon story that will lend some insight into your situation.
Another thing to look for: does your friend have large, dark circles under his eyes? If so, he's probably on coke. Or is a raccoon. Either way, approach with caution.
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I saw a young racoon on my deck a few weeks ago, and when he saw me he went up to the glass door and scratched like he wanted my attention. I wanted to pet him b/c he was so cute, but I was not on drugs, so I didn't.
Those little youngun ones really are adorable.
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Crack = unfiltered Freebase Cocaine = non water soluble Cocaine. Since it's no longer water soluble it needs to be smoked - snorting it would be like snorting sand... here's a very informative Wiki on the subject.
It actually sounds to me that your bud is on more than simply cocaine. It could very well be vicodin, oxycontin, or some other amphetamine. Anything in pill form can be (and has been) chopped up and snorted. Anytime you snort some shit up your nostrils your sinuses drip to clear the intruder - that's a normal body process like tearing up if something gets in your eye.
Be careful with your buddy. Sounds like a sensitive situation that can lead to nasty surprises.
And now to continue the raccoon threadjack...![]()
We used to have a lot of raccoons living in the hay mows on the farm. Well, this long-haired sheepdog (Sporty) spent his days following us around when we were either loading or unloading hay into out of the barn because he knew that our activity would get the coons moving. There were many times that damned dog would sniff one out and decide to help us pull out a few bails. We knew then to stand back. Old Sporty would rip the bails out with his teeth and as soon as he opened up enough of a hole, jump in barking and growling. Then there'd be that scream that only a raccoon can make and all hell would break loose. Fur would start flying and before you knew it, that coon would be airborne as Sporty ripped him out of the mow. It was on!!! Even though it was often cruel to the coons, there was nothing we could do but sit back and be entertained by the ferocity of the fight. Those coons never stood a chance. Too bad Sporty got bored with coons and decided to take on cars.![]()
I'm sure the guy is snorting blow, he is exhibiting classic cokehead behavior.
He kept asking you for bud because bud takes the edge off and helps you relax so you don't grind your teeth down to nubbins.
Tell him to move to Montana, it's better than rehab, no blow anywhere, and if you were to find it it would be so stepped on he wouldn't even feel it.
HAd some living in the attic of a college house... I got the bright idea to scare them off with my paintball gun... Got all paramilitary like - taped a maglite to the pump and snuck up like some swat wannabe... spotted them in the corner about 20 feet away and lit them up but good...
...for about 5 or 6 shots at which point they got their game on... Snarling little demons ran me outta the attic in about 2 seconds flat - it ain't the size of the dog....
"Those 1%ers are not an avaricious "them" but in reality the most entrepreneurial of "us". If we had more of them and fewer grandstanding politicians, we would all be better off."
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Crack can be made by cooking up the Cocaine with vinegar (pure vinegar, none of that flavored crap) or baking soda. Each method has its merits and supporters/detractors. So I understand.
Ahhh the things you learn while stuck in a small room on a small ship in the middle of a big ocean.
With a couple of crackheads.
I have a good raccoon and boat story I'll have to post in the padded room one of these days from downeast Maine.
I also have cocaine and boat stories, but well... What happens in the Carribean stays in the Carribean.![]()
The only thing worse than the feeling that you are going to die is the realization that you probably won't.
Sounds like meth to me - esp the paranoia
haven't spent much time in red lodge have you?
granted if someone offers you a line you better ask what it is and really trust the person or you may be up for a few days grinding your teeth. but there is (or was when i lived there) plenty of decent blow around RL.
not that i ever tried any, i just heard...
"They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety."
Ben Franklin
just ask him vs. playing internet speculation with everyone here...
but sounds to me like he was bumping it up in the loo, then going out and chain smoking and then becoming more quiet etc - for sure he was packing.
(if you steal his stash, send oit to me here in Tahoe for "safe keeping![]()
Thanks for all the responses. The reason I didn't want to confront him was because I have no idea what coke does to people and didn't want to bring it up if there was another likely explanation. He's been one of my best friends since we were both little kids but we don't see each other very often anymore. Apparently things have changed since I last saw him.
This morning he was lethargic and did not want to get up from being passed out on the floor. When he eventually got up, it was straight into the shower where I heard some serious nasal action. When he got out he was acting more "normal". I asked him what his deal was the previous night and he said it was because he hadn't slept well in a few days and alcohol helps him sleep, but he had already had a bunch of booze and beer at the bar and the house earlier. That's fine, but I got the feeling he was doing his best to avoid the topic.
Shit. This sucks. I guess I'll ask him straight up what the deal is next time I see him.
this is one of the stupidest drug threads I've read on TGR ( no offense L)
Your amigo was tweaked one night on ( meth, coke, H, ect... heavy narcotics)
See a pattern? Start getting concerned.
from what you just posted, it sounds like he is deep in the blow. Call him out on it... sooner you realize whats shakin', the sooner you will be able to get him the help he needs.
just my .02
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