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.
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.
Right? It felt like the drug gods were smiling upon me—and these all happened in my 20s, when I was doing tons of drugs. Since I pretty much stopped beside the occasional wild night out/show once a year, I haven’t found anything! The ground drug gods smiled upon me often and with love and primo scores
My teenage daughter loved Hercules Returns, but she’s quite keen on watching stuff. I reckon my son would enjoy it, but he’d rather have interaction in his screen time, it seems 🤷♂️
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.
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!
Right? It felt like the drug gods were smiling upon me—and these all happened in my 20s, when I was doing tons of drugs. Since I pretty much stopped beside the occasional wild night out/show once a year, I haven’t found anything! The ground drug gods smiled upon me often and with love and primo scores
It’s funny the way it works sometimes. Like some freaky cosmic conspiracy!
I’ve always got my eyes peeled and I still check cigarette packs before I toss them in the trash 😂
lol yeah I gotta get my drugeyes functioning again
Quality reference!
Ha! One of the best movies. Part two was great as well 🤙
I wonder how well it’s aged.
My teenage daughter loved Hercules Returns, but she’s quite keen on watching stuff. I reckon my son would enjoy it, but he’d rather have interaction in his screen time, it seems 🤷♂️
I’ve never found a single random bag of drugs anywhere.