chemotherapy.
Still, great times.
Cheap as chips and easier to get than a woman.
Win win really. Horrible **** all the same, in hindsight.
chemotherapy.
Still, great times.
more chance of pulling on speed than E's..where you jsut gayed around dancing n sittign n chatting and showing empathy..what arseholes I was
Which always seemed a bit of a lottery to me.
Mind you, this may be why I genuinely lost large chunks of the early 90s
than anything like potency, quality or duration.
your drug market really is the purest form of free market, which is ironic given that it's been in a state of perpetual prohibition for ever.
Followed by 1-2 hours perhaps wandering aimlessly in Finsbury Park and nearly passing out when you met a stranger who you then realised was your mate.
Great days.
or so that I was using it.
Gone are the days of handy 2p weights and rulers balanced on pencils imo
But in the Queens Head Turnpike Lane in the late 80s / early 90s, cocaine was something you may have heard referenced in a song on the jukebox whereas speed was something that you could easily get in the back bar.
Seemed unbelievably cheap.