• Empricorn@feddit.nl
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    1 day ago

    I don’t know how much of an addict you have to be to be willing to be charged with trafficking, transport felony-levels of illegal narcotics, all just to hope that whatever it is will be good and vibe with you…?

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          Hard for me to understand. Not that I am against cocaine but having it at home is a risk and selling it for $20-100k is also not worth it to me facing a few decades in prison

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          I mean … it’s not exactly labeled, is it? You just going to put random powder into your body? I can’t imagine a world where that’s not a death sentence.

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            Then you lack imagination

            There are testing kits for just this kind of situation. I’ve found maybe a dozen random bags of drugs on the ground in my life. I’m definitely not recommending people so drugs they find, I’m just telling you it’s very much not a death sentence.

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              I too have enjoyed many ground scores over the years. Only once did i toss it. I think I found ~ a gram of some really shitty shake and bake meth. Not big on meth and it just looked foul. Just glad someone else didn’t pick it up.

              One of the craziest was finding an 1/8th of fire coke on my birthday after having to work a double. I was so mad all day after realizing we were going to be stuck on a job to get a building back in service on my birthday. I pulled into a 7-11 to get a drink and when I opened the car door and looked down I could not believe my eyes. I looked around the parking lot , did a big yawn and stretch then bent down to tie my shoe expecting at any minute someone was going to say hey man that’s mine. Grabbed it, hoped back in the truck and slowly drove home.

              The gods must be crazy!