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In no less than 50 words (but no more than 150 - I won't be counting, but let's not get boring!), describe the FUNNIEST story you can think of involving cocaine. It can be either true, or made up.
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I recently decided to try cocaine after many years of saying “hell no.” I asked my mom for a little and she gave me about 1g and said have fun. I put it with my ecstasy and prescriptions and whatnot I kept in my bedside drawer.
The NEXT FUCKING DAY I drive home and there are at least 5 cop cars at my house. They arrested me, my mom, and her bf on a bad warrant.
We are still fighting this case but my lawyer is saying we should be cleared of all charges. The light at the end of the tunnel is we may get to sue them.
As a result of all this I still have never tried cocaine. I'll be laughing when they pigs are paying me back though. Interestingly, they only reported the g I had and not the ounce they "confiscated" from my mom.
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I'm Rick James bitch! Well not really but it's free coke so why not. I'd imagine if I actually managed to win and obtain some free coke it would be like a rush of energy and then me running the streets bare, wait maybe this wouldn't be a good thing. Well anyway that's 50 words, +1 I appreciate the opportunity and generosity.
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First time was at senior prom. My friend and I went into the bathroom, handed me a rolled up bill and the coke, and I went into the stall. I was clueless. Like I didn't know what to do at all. I dumped some out and just looked at it like WTF do I do now? Next thing I know I heard one of my teachers outside the stall. I freaked out and put the line on my tongue. I stand there for a few seconds and feel this huge rush and my mouth dries out instantly. I pocket the stuff and walk outside to rejoin my friends. They asked me how it was and I told them it tasted awful. They all stopped and looked at me. One of them says, "You ate the coke? You really ate the coke?" I just nod at them and ask for some water. I'm more experienced now, but my friends still say, "don't eat the coke dude" when I go to rail my first line. Some of my other friends found out later and even they looked at me like an idiot for eating the coke.
It may not be that funny. But it's a nice laugh to look back at my first time and not having a clue what do to. It led to many more nights of crazy stories and led to my first proper line on a cardboard box in a minivan at 2 am. Then off of many more objects and body parts.
Cool contest dude!
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one night while snorting,smoking and shooting copious amounts of quality cocaine and watching TV i looked down at my chest and noticed my heart beating like a drum, like the stupid movie "drumline". self realization that i had been shooting,snorting and smoking non stop for hours hit and i was fucking freaking out. I could have swore i was going to die and have a heart attack. Well my best idea to calm down was to smoke some AAA quality weed. Wow was that a fucking terrible idea, not only did i get super paranoid but my heart rate only increased 10 fold.Weed = stimulant.Next brilliant idea was a hot shower, for only that will calm matters.And dont they do that in the movies? Needless to say no fucking great idea comes without a price, sitting in the shower, hot water and steam everywhere and im only getting worse. So at this point i am sure a heart attack is imminent so i wake up my ex-girlfriend and ask her to drive me to the ER.Yes she lived with me, weird situation for sure. Side note its full blown winter, snow ice the whole bit outside. She gives me the evil eye but complies. I walk outside to get into the car and wouldn't you know i am wearing only boxers, quick turn around and i come back outside wearing shorts and nothing else. This time she flips out and gives me the run down on what a piece of retarded garbage i am blah blah blah, who listens to the hoopla. Three tries and i am fully dressed. We get to the Er and i refuse to go in until she finds out if they will call the cops or something to that effect, a sober person knows this to be a stupid idea.I was soooo sure cops would get involved some how. She heads inside and while i wait in the car i chain smoke and fully emeries myself in dying. She comes back out and gives me the green light, super paranoid me heads inside to be starred down by every nurse and doctor waiting for me. Im strait up and say" too much coke, i think im dying" eyes roll and im taken to a room, hooked up to a HR monitor and that son of a bitch's alarm is wailing. the alarm supposed to alert staff that something is wrong. Heart rate is 180 and rising and im still sure i am going to die. All n all nothing happened, i am still living, no doctor bill and lesson learned. boardom, coke and TV are a bad idea. Hope you enjoy, i enjoy good coke :)
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My 2nd time doing coke (total noob) I was at a concert indoors. I had my blow in a big ziploc baggie that I had hidden in my shoe. So I go into the restroom and there's a security guard standing at the door. I walk by him and head into the last stall trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. I sit down on the pot and try to pull the bad out while keeping my right hand along my leg in case the guy may have been looking and I managed to do so, however I seemed to have forgotten... HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO SNORT THIS! I decided my best bet was to just place some in my anatomical snuffbox and try to be silent. FGHFGHHHHHH TOO LOUD, I hear the security guard coming over so I close the bag and as I try to put it away the door is kicked in and the dude says "what do you think you're doing" Well the concert ticket was $25 and the blow was worth about $100 so "I'm getting the fuck out of here" I dropped my shoulder and jarred him right in his chest to knock him off balance and ran like hell out of there. He wasn't too far behind and tried calling out to others but I wasn't getting caught that night unless Usain Bolt showed up and even then who knows? ;) HR = Maxed Out .... Coke = Secured .... Ticket = wasted .... Semi Win?
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My 2nd time doing coke (total noob) I was at a concert indoors. I had my blow in a big ziploc baggie that I had hidden in my shoe. So I go into the restroom and there's a security guard standing at the door. I walk by him and head into the last stall trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. I sit down on the pot and try to pull the bad out while keeping my right hand along my leg in case the guy may have been looking and I managed to do so, however I seemed to have forgotten... HOW THE FUCK AM I GOING TO SNORT THIS! I decided my best bet was to just place some in my anatomical snuffbox and try to be silent. FGHFGHHHHHH TOO LOUD, I hear the security guard coming over so I close the bag and as I try to put it away the door is kicked in and the dude says "what do you think you're doing" Well the concert ticket was $25 and the blow was worth about $100 so "I'm getting the fuck out of here" I dropped my shoulder and jarred him right in his chest to knock him off balance and ran like hell out of there. He wasn't too far behind and tried calling out to others but I wasn't getting caught that night unless Usain Bolt showed up and even then who knows? ;) HR = Maxed Out .... Coke = Secured .... Ticket = wasted .... Semi Win?
This one is good and so is the one about the guy eating some coke.
Also, thumbs up the "too much coke im dieing".
Keep em coming these are interesting.
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hahaha
i love these stories!!
not quite sure if this is funny per se.. but i sure had a chuckle when all was said and done..
normal heavy metal festival preperations.. beer, beer, weed, coke, weed, any other drug we could get our paws on!! this particular event we had scored 14g's of some decent cola.. between 4 of us!! and i couldn't tell you how much weed.. a ton!!
so we started early on the coke.. railin it up on the drive there.. yooou knooow!! lol so, we were pretty wired by the time we got to our hotel room.. where we continued our pre concert rituals of beer, coke, weed, what ever..
2 of the crew decided to go find a bar, while me and a homie mow down the cola.. it seemed like only 5 minutes later, they returned all quiet and wierd.. turned out the bar they found was a gay bar.. and appearently one with some strong dudes, cuz one of my homies almost got gay raped when he started talking shit!! lol dumb ass!!
fast forward.. 12 hours of a coke fueled metal show later, and damn near my whole ball gone.. i started to get the 'fear'.. the people, the noise, the insanity.. i couldn't take it!! so i just left.. walking in whatever direction seemed closer to serenity..
finally.. silence.. i had walked shiva knows how long.. so i shove my coke baggie to my face, and inhaled everything that was left!! a lot!! too much!!
now, i find a main street and start walking.. it has to be late cuz there are no taxis, no cars, no people, nothing.. and i am cluckin like a mo fo!! talking to myself n shit!! then.. a car.. i kinda hang into the road thinkin its a cab.. nope!! the fuzz!! oddly, they shine their spotlight at me as they slowly drive past me and away..
wtf!?! at this point I'm just trying to find a place to crash.. considering bushes, bus stop benches n shit.. but lo and behold.. a fucking holiday inn!! only to go inside and have the indian clerk start yelling at me in indie!! I'm shocked!! i just tell him i want to sleep, and i have cash.. he eventually gave me a room, but was still yelling at me!! ???
when i go inside my hotel room i see why.. i look like fucking tony montana with powder ALL over my face and crusty white halos on my nostrils.. d'oh!!
i have NO idea why the cops didn't stop me!!
oh well..
all's good!!
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Well the concert ticket was $25 and the blow was worth about $100 so "I'm getting the fuck out of here" I dropped my shoulder and jarred him right in his chest
hahahaha well funi bro! fuckin hillaros thred charles man bangin conest u dun gud. am gona think on a story and win me sum of that muthafuckin snort sounds like u no wot ur doin man gud luck
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Never laughed so hard, Great storys!
Keep up the good work folks this is very amusing and there's still some chances here.
Regards,
C.F.
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One time, i´am sitting in the living room of my friend.
He´s taking a little bag out of the drawer: "Hey look what nice coke i´ve got"
Next Moment, he droped the bag into the drawer accidentially: "Oh no, shit"
He take his pipe an snort the coke directly out of the drawer.
Sounds like a mini-hoover, with his half clogged nose.
HAHA, I will never forgett this picture, for sure.
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(i know i exceeded the word limit but couldnt cut it shorter without giving proper details :), it's worth reading though, i'd say )
recently when on a trip with a friend (neither had done coke ever)
the point of the trip was this huge event taking place one night (not a rave)
we REALLY wanted to get some weed and/or mdma and we asked literally every person in town but all we got were bad stares
eventually this 'street-dealer-type' guy told us he had 1g of coke for 140euro
we convinced each other of 2 things: 1) trying coke together (even tho it's something we both said we'd never try) as we had been on this trip sober for 2 weeks and wanted to close with a bang, 2) paying this ridiculous amount for it
the guy gave us white balled-up baggy and we went into a restaurant's bathroom to try it
when we started opening the baggy, it just kept unfolding and unfolding and unfolding and unfolding..., until we eventually had nothing but a piece of plastic wrap on our hands :(!! tripped the hell out, we eventually got over the rage and went looking again, to find a similar street dealer guy on a bike.
long story short, we paid him and we started opening the bag as he started driving away, only to encounter the same scenario!!!
my friend started chasing him down the street and kicked his back wheel (instead of pushing/tackling him off lol, never understood this) until he was nowhere to be seen...
we called it quits, went into the party, i got insanely drunk..my friend passed out mid-party and faceplanted really hard, took him to hospital....
he had been roofied !! :S :S
moral of the story: dont look too hard for drugs, sometimes they end up finding you :)
THE END
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Everyone else is breaking the rules so I will post my original story (that I edited down to 149 words).
Oh god, I have a very recent story that I'm almost afraid to post for fear of revealing my identity. For my safety, I may be fudging some of the facts. If the OP wants more I will PGP message it.
I grew up hating drugs. I was a straight A student (more out of being gifted than trying hard) and I had never thought of smoking weed or consuming any recreational drugs besides some alcohol. I was sure that all drugs were dangerous (D.A.R.E. came to my school often and my sister was a member). Around the time I graduated high school I started to change my mind and researched for myself. I found out cannabis is not dangerous and went onward from there to dabble in various drugs, but still always avoiding the big 3: meth, heroin, and cocaine.
Fast forward to about a year after college, I have used ecstasy several times and work overtime at a start-up company with my engineering degree at the same time. However about this time emotions I had locked up for years decided I had ignored them for long enough and I sank into a deep depression, which had before only simmered at the surface of my mind since I was a teenager. I quit my job (couldn't take it anymore), lost my 2 year gf (she couldn't deal with me anymore), and I moved back in with my mom, who was now working for my grandmother and doing much better. She still dealt some drugs on the side for extra income, including benzos, painkillers, and cocaine.
By this point I knew that cocaine wasn't as dangerous as I had once thought. I believed that I could take cocaine and with moderation it would be worth the risk. My best friend even brought up the idea of taking cocaine in Las Vegas. I asked my mom for a little sample so I could try a couple bumps with my friend. She gave me about a g and said have fun. I put it with my ecstasy and prescriptions and whatnot I kept in my bedside drawer.
The NEXT FUCKING DAY I drive home from my part-time job and there are 5 cop cars at my house. I am pulled out of my car by a policeman and I am informed that I am being detained while they get a search warrant for my mom's house. They had already started searching the house before I arrived. Of course they all shit their pants cause we had bags of coke and benzos, like 8 rifles a couple shotguns an ar-15 with 30 round mags and several pistols with hollow points.
It turns out they had an arrest warrant for my mom's boyfriend. Only it WASN'T for him. The first names were the same (a VERY common name in my country) but the middle names and last names were different. Not to mention they had the DNA and a picture of the guy they were looking for and the boyfriend's picture and DNA were on file already for a previous arrest.
They had the bf in custody from the bar he frequented but they came and searched our house anyway until they found "probable cause" for a second search. They eventually arrested the 3 of us and we sat in holding for 4 days. I was released on own recognizance (no priors) after an original bail of $50,000 for possession of narcs and firearms, but my mom and her bf posted bail.
We are still fighting this case like 3 months later but my lawyer is saying we should be cleared of all charges because they failed to follow due diligence and violated our 4th amendment rights. The light at the end of the tunnel is we may get to sue them and send them a message about violating our civil rights. Even if we lose, and we all go to jail, I am just glad my mom's friend held my dog when they busted our door down, because I am sure they would have shot him. He is a healthy adult pit bull but has never bitten anyone, we treat him like a part of our family and he is basically a lap dog. It makes me cry to think he could have died that day. He would run right at them to see if they would play with him...
As a result of all this I still have never tried cocaine. I am sorry if my story breaks the rules but I think I needed to get that out so thanks either way. I don't know if it's funny but there is certainly some irony in there. I'll be laughing when the pigs are paying me back for taking my cocaine though. Interestingly, they only reported the g I had and not the ounce they "confiscated" from my mom.
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A while back when i used to buy dope from these old friends of mine. They always invited over this schizo pathological lying oddball named steve. The first time I met him he came over with tons of money to buy crack & to smoke my buddies down. I was always amused by watching is actions, he was bald and goofy. He used to always hide the rocks he hadnt smoked yet in the weirdest fucking places of their house. like behind or underneath the sofas, weird compartments or drawers of other rooms, even the bathroom. anywhere BUT his pocket! my friends hated how he would take FOREVER to pass the damn pipe too. he would take a rip and then sit there holding the pipe rambling some meaningless jib jab about how he was clean for 7 years but got addicted again by getting pulled over & having to swallow a bag of coke for his friend that broke in his stomach. When he finally passed the pipe he would ask us if he could use one of our cells. I said sure and kept an eye on him. He then left the room & called someone(i never knew who) but he asked them where and how many rocks are hidden around the house. The same rocks he hid like 10 or 15 minutes prior. Sure enough he would always wander to wherever he stored them with guide from this stranger on the other line. Then come back with a facial expression of over joy like if he found them ramdomly without paying for them or something lol. He would then give me my phone back, & smoked them. sometimes he'd do the same thing over again once he got his fix!. He was just a strange but funny fellow. def tapped in the head a bit. That probably isn't funny, more of a see to believe, but I tell you that is 100 percent true. I laugh to myself just thinking about that guy.. Steve. lol.
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Don't puke much from coke, but if it's REALLY GOOD, I do tend to upchuck like 10 min after I rail a line, i'm sure other's know what I speak of.
Anyways, brought some to a party, did a line, ok for a few was preparing lines for my buds, and luckily there were some chicks there, one in paticular I have wanted to bone since I met her. Then I had to run off and throw up, no biggy came back 5 min later. They'd all started in on the lines I gave them, including the ladies.
By this time I had so much energy, so much confidence, so much FUCK THE WORLD I'M BETTER THEN YOU!!! That I just blurted out to the girl I like, "You know, you're so fucking hot i've wanted to bone you since the day I met you" (I never speak like this, I respect women enough not to talk to them that way, I was just ... GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR THE WORLD IS MINE RIGHT NOW).
Her simple response "Hell yeah, let's get outta here" (I was quite perplexed, not a ladies man at all n they don't really have any interest in me).
Boned that chick for like 6 hours straight, not before her throwing up on my bed of course. And here we are, many moons later, and this girl has since become my wonderful girlfriend ! So who said coke's a bad drug ! Got me tantric sex and a wonderful lady in my life. Not to mention my bud's were mystified that I just walked out, said that calm as day and that she actually agreed, complied, and is now my gf. I wonder how their nights must have gone :D
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Funny thread, Charles. These stories are making me laugh xD
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I was once so fucked I tried to snort a line of cocaine on a wet surface (pls bare in mind it was pretty dark, I'm not a full on level 5 retard), the cocaine dissolved away instantly and I couldn't work out why, I just continued to lay out lines and watch the coke disappear right in front of my eyes. I must have gone through about half g before my friend came over, realized what I was doing and started trying to sniff up the cokey water that remained there.
Moral of the story - alcohol is a shit drug.
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Heya guy's, I would like to tell you a story about my 18th birthday. (Which was 5 years ago today)
It all started in the bays of New Zealand and the shores of the beaches, I was curious to meet up with a friend after his return from Mexico!
He told me he smuggled in about a gram of Coke back into New Zealand and he told me its the best drug he had ever done thus far! (We was new to the drug scene, apart from blazing weed since 16).. Anyways we get to a local pub and decide to do some lines in the restroom as our beers are being poured. My mate hastily opens up the smuggled bag of Coke and it is sparkling!! I say to my friend "Damn that shit looks soo bomb!" and he replied "Just take a line of this and get weird!" ... He lines me up a decent line for my first ever line to be snorted and DAM did the drip taste nasty!! BUT holy shit was I wired!! I felt like I wanted 2 express everything and talk about everything!!! Sooo Pumped thus far and decided 2 drink a couple of pints and do some more lines in the bathroom.. After a few hours go by we ended up back at my house smoking bowls and doing more lines.. The gram of coke was gone the next morning and we didnt suffer any after affects the next day.
Hope you enjoyed my story of the first time I tried Coke!
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Oh boy...I might regret this....
So there I was in my underwear one morning in Las Vegas (by morning I mean around 11:30am) snorted a good gram to get the juices going and put on a pair of jeans (I didn't realize I had worn twice already). My girlfriends and I start walking down the strip to get some breakfast.
As we start walking a really cute guy stops us and points back behind us and says to me (while laughing hysterically) "Uh, I think you dropped some things" and I give him a weird ass look of course. I look back, and what do I see?
Spaced a good 15 feet apart are two of my panties on the sidewalk that had evidently slipped out of my pant legs without me realizing it (it was in fact the underwear I wore on previous days). It was very embarrassing, but funny as shit now that I think about it.
:o
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Used To Do Coke, Loved It Then....
Nights of no sleep and a million sunrises…blood red like my noses lining. I was wild. An unfettered maniac; a dopamine dinosaur; dangerous to myself and others – not intentionally but just the same… “Reckless to the point of selfishness” Something’s wrong here…I’m Driving 90mph in icy conditions…no time to spare…snowstorm outside; snowstorm inside…..Memories of flashing lights, hot in the cold night…angry lights, disorienting lights…lights at the end of the tunnel….what’s wrong? Something’s wrong….memories of tearing up the schools fields on North Campus…not knowing of the grass beneath the snow, certainly no athlete….I threw the truck in in circles and circles and circles spinning out of control ….30mph and 75 feet sideways…..laughing like well….maniacs, hyenas in the night….memories of deer, reflectors, guardrails, signs, brokendown cars, rocks, taxis, trees, and any and all headlights in the rearview….all these things melt + morph into police cruisers when viewed through paranoid eyes of a maniac……The eyes and brain betray you, mislead you….the world is after all a dangerous place, a hostile place….SO WATCH OUT!!! BEWARE!!! COP!!! IS IT?!YES!?NO!?YES!? NO ITS JUST A SIGN…and so on and so forth for hours of white-knuckled driving…..sweaty palms and roving eyes…..watch out…something’s wrong…..what’s wrong? What’s WRONG SOMETHINGS VERY WRONG!?….*sniff*sniff* swerve*….don’t crash…maintain….is that a sign? Or something else? ….The FEAR sets in…that old friend….come again to stay in your heart, in your eyes, in your mind, down to the core of your very existence…..neurons set to terrify/electrify…….whole cities rise up to greet you and kneel at your feet…crowds love you, worship you….every girl’s boyfriend hates you...you love it all but always are watching for the knives….what’s in their hands…what do they want…Yes all those smiles must be hiding something…..Why else would they smile? Why else would they like me? Or act like they me? ……..Are they up to something? Of course. Of course they are!! …better to just play along…too many of them…outnumbered and out armed….too many of them divide and conquer….paranoia strikes deep …too late for me….save yourself…..and where’s the drugs? *sniff*sniff*….must steady oneself with drugs…..lots of them…take speed instead of sugar in your coffee…snort coke, eat coke, drink it in cola….up down up down up down …..crash; rinse and repeat…the bathroom is your office…your bed just a shelf…who needs sleep? Not me! Too much life to live...must not sleep…it shows weakness and they are still out there…*sniff*sniff*….sleep is the cousin of death…and death’s all around…something’s wrong….very wrong…and the bathroom again, alone here again, just me and the cleaning products on the bathroom shelves of all my friend’s houses they come alive and laugh and mock and judge me “FIEND” they scream and I laugh and snort and bleed and snort and laugh and bleed and cry and snort and kow that the cleaning products are right…they know all…I know it. I know but I don’t care. I do care but I’m scared to care more than I’m scared of what will happen if I don’t care….who knows what it really means....really means…I mean…I’m really mean…mean and irritable…..everything grates on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard….I snap…I’m snappy…I’m snapping…I mean I’m REALLY snapping…I’ve finally snapped now…..more days and more nights ...more bathrooms and more white lines and more blood and more mockery from the bottles of cleaner; always staring and judging; staring and judging…like they know…like they’re any better…they know though…and all this repeats like a broken record overandoverandoverandover again…..I hate it, I love it, I hate me, I love me, I hate it, I hate this, I hate you, I hate me…I love you all THANKS FOR COMING TO THIS SHOW; THIS CIRCUS! PLEASE I BEG “DON’T LEAVE” …..FEELINGS…DON’T LEAVE ME I BEG, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON’T GO.
Empty. The bag is and so am I………..
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A guy goes to the pet shop and sees two hamsters, one for $5 and one for $10,
'why is one five dollars and the other ten dollars?' the man asks the shopkeeper.
'When the ten dollar one dies you can make cocaine jam out of it!!'
'oh my god I will take the ten dollar hamster then' says the man excitedly....
The guy take the hamster home and is very happy with the wee fellow but The next day he wakes up only to find the hamster lying dead at the bottom of his cage. 'fuck this', says the man, and immediately sets out making some cocaine jam.
After making the jam he tastes it but it tastes rancid and he gets not a fucking jot of a buzz, nothing. Annoyed, he throws the jam out of the window and forgets about it.
A week later there is a big daffodil growing out of his garden where the cocaine hamster jam landed. He goes back to the shop to complain, 'that hamster you sold me died the next day and when I made cocaine jam out of it, it was shit. Anyway, I threw it out of the window only for a massive daffodil to grow - I WANT MY MONEY BACK!'
The man answered, 'FUCK OFF, you only get Tulips from Hamster jam'!!!
I will get me coat. lol.
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Were getting close to the finish line!
These story's really made my day!
C.F.
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Okay I'm going to submit mine before this opportunity goes away. I've been debating on how to tell what happened without incriminating myself if the people involved read it. Just now said to myself "oh well they probably owe me for the times I got them high for free."
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Oh boy...I might regret this....
So there I was in my underwear one morning in Las Vegas (by morning I mean around 11:30am) snorted a good gram to get the juices going and put on a pair of jeans (I didn't realize I had worn twice already). My girlfriends and I start walking down the strip to get some breakfast.
As we start walking a really cute guy stops us and points back behind us and says to me (while laughing hysterically) "Uh, I think you dropped some things" and I give him a weird ass look of course. I look back, and what do I see?
Spaced a good 15 feet apart are two of my panties on the sidewalk that had evidently slipped out of my pant legs without me realizing it (it was in fact the underwear I wore on previous days). It was very embarrassing, but funny as shit now that I think about it.
:o
winner right here!!
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I bought 7grams to take with me to my sisters wedding me and my other half kept having to visit the bathroom more than the other guests, cos if you got coke you gotta do it properly and over indulge. Anyway my other sister bought half a gram off me (what do yo do with only half a gram???). I assumed that she would have had it all, but three months later on new years eve my sister offered me a line of coke and told me it was still the same stuff, it looked like there was still close to the original amount there, some people don't deserve drugs how can you make a half last so long, if your only having so little you will never find out how good it can be. If your gonna do it do it properly that's my coke motto............... 3months it would have lasted 3minutes with me and I would have enjoyed it.
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FYI: This happened and a long time ago
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So my friend "D" and I are at the local college area pool hall drinking beer and trying to figure out how to get the night popping good. I had a full little brown gram vial that that I brought with me and we snorted about a quarter gram before we left my house so we're doing good and ready to find some women to chat with. Since I had the coke and my house wasn't far away I knew it was on! We meet a group of girls that were with a mutual friend of me and "D's". We drank more and more beer and doing bumps in the bathroom every so often and passing it off to two girls we had taken a liking to. Texted my dude to come up and drop off a ball to make sure we'd have enough for any women we might bring back to my place. I liked the redhead, "F" and "D" the brunette whose name started with a "K".
Anyway after a few games of pool and a few more shots and beers I invited our partners back to my place to do some more blow and drink more. They're fine and drunk so they agree and we leave I'm on top of the world. At my place I instantly lay out lines and turn some downtempo techno. Turns out these grrls had never heard of Tricky and they began to dance while I finished with a large pile of this pearl that was so damn fire!
Anyway the grrls stated dancing more so I changed the CD to Lords of Acid and watched as these 2 grrls turned into lesbians. Normally that shit bugs me if the grrls are straight and at a club doing it for attention but in my place on coke I had no problems with it. Haha. So this whole night gets pretty freaky after a bit...I'm making out with both chicks. D's making out with both chicks. Me and "F" do a couple more lines and I grab my camera and we head to the shower to get more freaky. I'm snapping pics of this tatted cutie in my shower. Then "K" had to use the bathroom so she decides to join in the shower festivities. I say fuck it I'm in too and get behind "F" to lather her up. Everyone's lathering everyone. lol D comes down the hallway, sees what's up and grabs the camera and starts taking pics just for the fuck of it. I rinse off and get out so that D can get some loving. I'm not sure what it was but I think it was the heat from the hot water and steam that made "K" feel woozy. She got lightheaded and slipped a little and "D" grabbed her arms to steady her and said whoa! Just as he was saying "Whoa!", "K" had vomited a stream of beer, chunks, and foam all over "D's" face and in his mouth. He spits and while trying to get water on his face but F is blocking the shower head. Then "F" realized what happened (or smelled it) because she threw up instantly too. All over" D's" chin and chest. Both females look extremely embarrassed and it's like they had a small moment of sanity as they got that nasty shit off of them. He makes it out of the tub and the grrls are trying to rinse off quick because they are standing in chunky, foamy, beer vomit and soap. The drain never drained good either. I got out some fresh towels out for them. Standing there in awe and disgust saying, "Oh my god dude that was fucking sick man!" and "I can't believe that just happened." Everyone was totally embarrassed at this point but for some reason the party continued after everyone was cleaned up. It was just an excuse to do more for the grrls since they had "just threw up all of my buzz." Great rationalization skills there huh? This party lasted until around 6am and the sun was coming up. There was a lot more freaky time pics taken of us all fucking and the grrls sucking dick. "F" and "K" decide it's time to go so they get dressed and tell us it was fun and "we'll have to do it again someday," They leave and then I grab the camera to see how many hot pics and video there were from the night. Turn the camera on and nothing happens. I open up the battery door and both batteries are missing along with the memory card. I only saw"K" 2 more times after that night and she kept telling me she would bring the card back but never did. Thats just one fuckin night. Somewhere there is a memory card full of pics of one of the craziest nights have ever had.
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Anonypunk - long, but worth it 8)
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Anonypunk - long, but worth it 8)
Thanks! +karma to you
It's one of those nights that was just so fucked up that it's been played over and over in my head so many times there is no way I'll forget that.
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When I used to live in Scandinavia (where there are a lot of civilian undercover cops lookin for coke users in clubs...). I was young and didn't handle the envelopes and got nervous making lines.
I needed to do a line, but there was a suspicious guy outside the toilets.. so Idecided to go outside the club, but I'm in innercity and there's people everywhere. So I keep going farther and farther away from the club (already a bit coked out and getting more paranoid). I can't find a good street or alley because there's people everywhere.. or people in windows (you know how it is when you are naturally paranoid, and then add cocaine.. there is fucking imaginary people everywhere who are just waiting to arrest you or call the SWAT team to come arrest you for 10 years, take your shitty quality cocaine and you'll be someone's wife in prison). Eventually I finally find a building site with sheets around it (I am finally covered 360 degrees, nobody to call special cocaine SWAT team, no undercover special forces drug rangers) and i spill half of my gram getting it out but make a big line snort it it up then start licking on the gorund after scraping what I could back up into .. the little coke envelopes (which I didn't know how to fold properly so it just turned into a little ball paper ball containing cocaine and a bunch of dirt)...
Happy I'm finally high I realize I have walked like 30-40 minutes away from the club in my paranoia. by the time I get back to the club my friends have left and the club is closed and I am already coming down and need another line. so I eat this fucking disgusting paper ball of dirty cocaine, go on the subway go home. masturbate to some sad late night quiz show host and wonder why I spend over (est) $150 on that shit)
Fucking amateur. After this I stopped doing coke in clubs and just started eating amphetamine before because I can't drink alcohol. makes me sick unless there's a stimulant involved.
I don't really know what I would do with this coke, I mean this was 10 years ago and I'm not in Scandinavia anymore (where all police do is look for someone with 0.2g of coke cause this is a serious drug offence!!). I'd probably just order some escort home and pay her with the coke and use amphetamine- to get the confidence to have sex with a woman who I paid for.. but now have speed dick so I will probably need viagra too.
So this is freee contest for prostitute to me.
I haven't had sex in like 5 years.
Please, is not funny. give me sex.
I don't even masturbate anymore because it makes me sad.
TL;DR
i want free cocaine to trade for sex services.
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Hi !
Here is a true funny story about coke in a train.
About two years ago I took a train to visit friends and family during christmas holidays. I had some weed, 2 grams of regular coke and 0.5g of washed stuff I ordered from the famous Tetravort.
The trip took 3 hours, of course after 2 beers at the bar I decided it would be a great idea to take a line in order to celebrate this holiday time.
I went to the bathroom of the first class wagons, clean and spacious, there was even a tablet to put my stuff and prepare a line. I went for the washed stuff, I put the whole content of the 0.5 bag on a flyer and chopped a nice line, leaving the rest of the powder on the flyer in order to put it in my bullet after have snorted the line.
I rolled a old credit card receipt to make a straw, bent forward to sniff the line, and WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Apocalypse. The coke had been instantly pulverized all over the place in a vacuum cleaner noise. I had just discovered with bewilderment that this brand new restroom was provided of a nice automatic hand dryer ! Of course I didn't see it, it was a kind of discreet model, I had put the coke just below and it started when I approached my straw !
WL
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So me and my buddy (both males) who had been living with me in my room for about 4 years now (we were 17 at this point) decided to do some coke and do some ecstasy, well about half way into our good time, I was laying on my bed and he was just standin there and he looks and says "ya know we might be on the same brainwaves right now", I say "maybe what's up?" he says "i think we're thinkin the same thing" i'm getting excited like "YEAH dude maybe!! What's up??!" then this..."it might be me, or it might be the drug.. but i've never known what it's like to kiss a guy", me "WOOOAAHH IT'S THE DRUG DUDE! IT'S THE DRUG!"...
it's hard to make things awkward on ecstasy and coke, but he did it. awkward trip the whole night left. BTW I (can't speak for him) have never had a gay experience in my life..
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^ lol that is prob my favorite one here. sometimes its weird yet comical (depending on the circumstances) how drugs can get so deep into ones mind, that some don't filter the same thoughts that they normally would. hence why I can't(choose not to) trip acid or any psychedelic with certain people again. There's always something new you find out about someone you believe to know so well or not well at all (either good or bad) & can't pretend it wasn't said or done. lol Its sorta like opening Pandora's Box, into one's mind.
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oh forgot to mention, that was 7-8 years ago, still can't make a gay joke around him today...
and btw, i am in NO WAY homophobic at all.
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So me and my buddy (both males) who had been living with me in my room for about 4 years now (we were 17 at this point) decided to do some coke and do some ecstasy, well about half way into our good time, I was laying on my bed and he was just standin there and he looks and says "ya know we might be on the same brainwaves right now", I say maybe what's up? he says "i think we're thinkin the same thing" i'm getting excited like "YEAH dude maybe!! What's up??!" then this..."it might be me, or it might be the drug.. but i've never known what it's like to kiss a guy", me "WOOOAAHH IT'S THE DRUG DUDE! IT'S THE DRUG!"...
it's hard to make things awkward on ecstasy and coke, but he did it. awkward trip the whole night left. BTW I (can't speak for him) have never had a gay experience in my life..
Okay not dissing here but coke is a surefire way to ruin a roll. At least it is for me. And vice versa. When I was about 21...and even though I fucking knew better. I started a night rolling on those old green dolphins with my girlfriend...then did some massive lines - about half a gram in a about 30 minutes...felt like total shit....popped another green dolphin...threw it all up 25 minutes later. Coke and MDMA do not mix well in my opinion. They do weird things to each other and cancel certain feelings out. Anyone ever enjoyed mixing coke and MDMA? Yuck!
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Anyone ever enjoyed mixing coke and MDMA? Yuck!
not that time i didn't.....
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Coke and X? Yuck.
I had my first lesbo experience on cocaine, it was friggin amazing!
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I had my first lesbo experience on cocaine, it was friggin amazing!
So did I! Wait, shit... you have to be a woman to do that don't you? My bad.
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I had my first lesbo experience on cocaine, it was friggin amazing!
So did I! Wait, shit... you have to be a woman to do that don't you? My bad.
Mmmm...yes, unless your crossdressed, in which case it is semi-lesbo, haha.
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Thought maybe you want to know the contest ends on: 08/09/13
C.F.
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Thought maybe you want to know the contest ends on: 08/09/13
C.F.
So...19 days ago?
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that's what i thought, but i'm pretty sure he means september 8th, 2013.. seems as how this thread was started AFTER august 9th, 2013.
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that's what i thought, but i'm pretty sure he means september 8th, 2013.. seems as how this thread was started AFTER august 9th, 2013.
ah yeah i forget about eu doing dates differently
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I was on my way to a festival , few g coke in my bag . we were 5 boys in an old car and police stopped us , they knew that this is a drug festival . The got a dog i just thougt fuck now im fucked.
they stopped us and asked if we got anything we said no . The dog searched the full car , and us 5 guys.
but the only thing the dog was interested for was my friend , the driver . but he doesnt do drugs so i didnt understand . until the police officer told him to show his bags .
and you wont belive it :D he had sausages in his bag because his mom gave him something to eat (h e was very young and his mom didnt know that this is a party ..)
so police laughed and we can drive away.
we start the car turn up the radio and you know whoch song was played ?
Bad boys - bob marley
i know its unbelievable but i will never forget this moment
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LOL hilarious, great start to my day. thanks for sharing
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Bump for winners...
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My buddy was going away to AUS to travel for a year so we went out to see one of our favorite DJ's play the night before his flight, I had prebusted my gram and had it in a vile for doing fast bumps inside the venue.
traditionally I would go into the crowd and do my bumps but my buddy was so keen on always doing it while waiting in line for our next drinks.. after 2 or 3 successful attempts right before the headlining DJ played we were waiting for another drink and poured out a bump on our hands and dove in, not seconds later I was snatched by a huge NFL player looking bouncer, and my buddy aswell. as they he was leading us out of the venue I thought to myself, if I bolt now maybe I will get away.. and my buddy will forsure get away. So being his last night in town to party I turned around and started heading back into the crowd about a minute later i was tackled by the massive bouncer drug outside and battered up a bit before kicked out..
All in all my buddy ended up having the night of his life, and I'm glad I could help I guess. Thats a mistake I WONT EVER make again.. lol
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Hey Folks!
So, I had to take a day to read back through all these fantastic entries. They made me laugh so hard I didn't know which to choose! But there can only be 3 winners... so starting with 3rd place, here they are (very tough decision by the way).
*Note: If you are a winner, please reply to this thread with your SR name, AND send a message to my Silk Road account so I know who you are - same name, CharlesFloyd. Also, remember to stop by my review thread and leave a comment once you've enjoyed your hard earned prize!*
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3rd Place - 0.5g - Winner: White Light
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I can't get the image of a train toilet being filled with a swirling cloud of white powder out of my head... who the hell rails under a hand dryer!? White Light, that's who! And there's half a gram of coke on its way to you. Well done.
Hi !
Here is a true funny story about coke in a train.
About two years ago I took a train to visit friends and family during christmas holidays. I had some weed, 2 grams of regular coke and 0.5g of washed stuff I ordered from the famous Tetravort.
The trip took 3 hours, of course after 2 beers at the bar I decided it would be a great idea to take a line in order to celebrate this holiday time.
I went to the bathroom of the first class wagons, clean and spacious, there was even a tablet to put my stuff and prepare a line. I went for the washed stuff, I put the whole content of the 0.5 bag on a flyer and chopped a nice line, leaving the rest of the powder on the flyer in order to put it in my bullet after have snorted the line.
I rolled a old credit card receipt to make a straw, bent forward to sniff the line, and WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Apocalypse. The coke had been instantly pulverized all over the place in a vacuum cleaner noise. I had just discovered with bewilderment that this brand new restroom was provided of a nice automatic hand dryer ! Of course I didn't see it, it was a kind of discreet model, I had put the coke just below and it started when I approached my straw !
WL
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2nd Place - 1g - Winner: DefyCode
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It takes a special somebody to leave a trail of panties scattered down the street - but DefyCode, it's earned you a gram of coke. Enjoy!
Oh boy...I might regret this....
So there I was in my underwear one morning in Las Vegas (by morning I mean around 11:30am) snorted a good gram to get the juices going and put on a pair of jeans (I didn't realize I had worn twice already). My girlfriends and I start walking down the strip to get some breakfast.
As we start walking a really cute guy stops us and points back behind us and says to me (while laughing hysterically) "Uh, I think you dropped some things" and I give him a weird ass look of course. I look back, and what do I see?
Spaced a good 15 feet apart are two of my panties on the sidewalk that had evidently slipped out of my pant legs without me realizing it (it was in fact the underwear I wore on previous days). It was very embarrassing, but funny as shit now that I think about it.
:o
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1st Place - 1.5g - Winner: anonypunk
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And finally, possibly the most bizarre, disgusting yet totally hilarious story comes from anonypunk. Way to go! Thank your friend for getting puked on in the shower, because it just earned you 1.5g of Coke. And when you find the memory card with the pictures... send it my way for an extra gram ;-)
FYI: This happened and a long time ago
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So my friend "D" and I are at the local college area pool hall drinking beer and trying to figure out how to get the night popping good. I had a full little brown gram vial that that I brought with me and we snorted about a quarter gram before we left my house so we're doing good and ready to find some women to chat with. Since I had the coke and my house wasn't far away I knew it was on! We meet a group of girls that were with a mutual friend of me and "D's". We drank more and more beer and doing bumps in the bathroom every so often and passing it off to two girls we had taken a liking to. Texted my dude to come up and drop off a ball to make sure we'd have enough for any women we might bring back to my place. I liked the redhead, "F" and "D" the brunette whose name started with a "K".
Anyway after a few games of pool and a few more shots and beers I invited our partners back to my place to do some more blow and drink more. They're fine and drunk so they agree and we leave I'm on top of the world. At my place I instantly lay out lines and turn some downtempo techno. Turns out these grrls had never heard of Tricky and they began to dance while I finished with a large pile of this pearl that was so damn fire!
Anyway the grrls stated dancing more so I changed the CD to Lords of Acid and watched as these 2 grrls turned into lesbians. Normally that shit bugs me if the grrls are straight and at a club doing it for attention but in my place on coke I had no problems with it. Haha. So this whole night gets pretty freaky after a bit...I'm making out with both chicks. D's making out with both chicks. Me and "F" do a couple more lines and I grab my camera and we head to the shower to get more freaky. I'm snapping pics of this tatted cutie in my shower. Then "K" had to use the bathroom so she decides to join in the shower festivities. I say fuck it I'm in too and get behind "F" to lather her up. Everyone's lathering everyone. lol D comes down the hallway, sees what's up and grabs the camera and starts taking pics just for the fuck of it. I rinse off and get out so that D can get some loving. I'm not sure what it was but I think it was the heat from the hot water and steam that made "K" feel woozy. She got lightheaded and slipped a little and "D" grabbed her arms to steady her and said whoa! Just as he was saying "Whoa!", "K" had vomited a stream of beer, chunks, and foam all over "D's" face and in his mouth. He spits and while trying to get water on his face but F is blocking the shower head. Then "F" realized what happened (or smelled it) because she threw up instantly too. All over" D's" chin and chest. Both females look extremely embarrassed and it's like they had a small moment of sanity as they got that nasty shit off of them. He makes it out of the tub and the grrls are trying to rinse off quick because they are standing in chunky, foamy, beer vomit and soap. The drain never drained good either. I got out some fresh towels out for them. Standing there in awe and disgust saying, "Oh my god dude that was fucking sick man!" and "I can't believe that just happened." Everyone was totally embarrassed at this point but for some reason the party continued after everyone was cleaned up. It was just an excuse to do more for the grrls since they had "just threw up all of my buzz." Great rationalization skills there huh? This party lasted until around 6am and the sun was coming up. There was a lot more freaky time pics taken of us all fucking and the grrls sucking dick. "F" and "K" decide it's time to go so they get dressed and tell us it was fun and "we'll have to do it again someday," They leave and then I grab the camera to see how many hot pics and video there were from the night. Turn the camera on and nothing happens. I open up the battery door and both batteries are missing along with the memory card. I only saw"K" 2 more times after that night and she kept telling me she would bring the card back but never did. Thats just one fuckin night. Somewhere there is a memory card full of pics of one of the craziest nights have ever had.
I hope you all had fun. Stick around, and watch CharlesFloyd - there's good things happening here ;-)
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Yay! Thanks!
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Damn I remember this thread but forgot to reply to it so I'd come back and post an experience!
Fun idea for a contest, man. I think I'll be checking out your product anyways (and I hope you do more of these contests in the future--or at least other vendors take note!)
Cheers,
Snoopish
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MOAR COCAINE!
MOAR COCAINE NOW!
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Thanks so much CharlesFloyd!!! Live vicariously through my crazy life experiences.
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Hey !
Lot of thanks mate ! I am sending a message on SR and here but I prefer to avoid writing my SR name on the board !
Cheers !
White Light
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this was an awesome initiative :D congrats to the winners and +1 to CharlesFloyd for sponsoring :D
some funny ass stories 8)
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Congrats also from me ;) Enjoy his coke..I liked it!
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Thank you to everybody who joined the conversation, everybody who entered the contest, and especially to everybody who won - I had fun, I hope you all did too!
What now?
If you're itching to get your hands on some high quality coke, pay a visit to my Silk Road vendor profile and select your quantity: http://silkroadvb5piz3r.onion/silkroad/user/23dfa40fd0
Or, if you've already tried some of my wonderful white, or simply want to hear what the latest is, please head over to my vendor review page and read/leave comments: http://dkn255hz262ypmii.onion/index.php?topic=206060.0
And remember - more competitions may appear in future, so become a fan if you don't want to miss them!
Charles
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Update --- You can now all carry on story-swapping here:
http://dkn255hz262ypmii.onion/index.php?topic=211520.0;topicseen
Have fun, and don't do anything I wouldn't do!
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Curious if anyone has talked to CharlesFloyd. I'm anxious to receive my coupon that he said he'd give me to replace the amount of blow I won since I'm in a country he doesn't send to. He's been online but has not responded to my message.
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I once snotred some coke with 5 lap dancers, a convicted killer and his nephew who was showing off a gun and informing is we would be dead in a second if we pissed him off or ripped him off.
He had been snorting coke and drinking vodka for two days.
And no - no joy off the lapdancers, lrft with a hard on - taxi home, wife away so smoked some hash and crashed after a half bottle of wine.
Do I win?
ps - I managed to scrape my todger on the floor and scraped it.
Can that win?
;D
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Curious if anyone has talked to CharlesFloyd. I'm anxious to receive my coupon that he said he'd give me to replace the amount of blow I won since I'm in a country he doesn't send to. He's been online but has not responded to my message.
Sorry for the delayed response!
I've had a lot of orders to deal with this week, so my online activity has been strictly admin. You've not been forgotten about - you'll get your voucher within this coming week :-)
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Hey thanks for the response! The voucher you offered definitely will not get me anywhere near what the prize I won was though. =( I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out though and I understand where you're coming from. Just kinda bums me out I wont even be able to get a gram with that.
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Edit: This Contest is Now Over. To see the winning entries, skip to page 4!
(To continue sharing stories, go here! http://dkn255hz262ypmii.onion/index.php?topic=211520.0;topicseen)
Welcome to the Coke Party – a fun little thread where you can get your eager hands on a share of 3g pure cocaine, completely FREE!
Interested? Read on:
THE PRIZES
1st Place: 1.5g Pure Cocaine (Regular Selling Price: 135 Euros)
2nd Place: 1g Pure Cocaine (Regular Selling Price: 85 Euros)
3rd Place: 0.5g Pure Cocaine (Regular Selling Price: 50 Euros)
THE CHALLENGE
In no less than 50 words (but no more than 150 - I won't be counting, but let's not get boring!), describe the FUNNIEST story you can think of involving cocaine. It can be either true, or made up.
That’s all there is to it. The three funniest entries will win the pure white treasure!
HOW TO ENTER
Just post your entry as a reply to this message.
HOW PAYOUT WORKS
I will announce the 3 lucky winners on this thread once the contest closes. They will receive a PM with a private listing link which they will be able to order in return for their free Coke Party Prize.
WHAT NOW!?
Get involved in the Coke Party and start writing your story! And once you’re done, if you really can’t wait until judgement day, you can always order some coke from here: http://silkroadvb5piz3r.onion/silkroad/user/23dfa40fd0
Happy Snorting!
Charles Floyd
CharlesFloyd that was a GREAT CHALLENGE ;) :o 8) keep it up mate !
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Great challenge and great prize but both Defy Code and I live in the US.
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CharlesFloyd. Can you please get back to me on that "prize" I "won"? 1.5 grams of your pretty cola...still no response from you man. Whats up?