"Heroin! heroin! heroin! ..."

I walk past.

"Glue! Glue!"

"I can afford heroin you f**ker. I'm just doing laundry. When my shirts are done I'm going to come back here, show you my balance, then go and buy heroin off that little kid on the other side of the street."

Rest in peace, Bill. Hey, you could show George the pick of the bars.

Posted By: Arizona Bay, Nov 25, 14:10:04