Well I for one have been letting some things slip through my mind. Like "Man, I am going to go get two bags of dope". Yes I have thought it alot recently. Odd though how it passes. Still I ain't no fool. I know what that simple thought means. Thought is the highest vibration. Keep it up and I'm out there.
So, here's this morning. Have to go to the bank with Mama. Capital M. Mind ya she wasn't getting out much, and had something to put in. If she falls or gets sucker punched outside that bank her blood thining med's will leave her bleeding profusely. Obviously she don't get it.
Anyway, cool it ain't crowded. We manuever the ropes, and we're up next. I saw them before we hit the ropes that confine a line.
Two girls/chicks/women and it was actually hard to decipher how old they were. One was whacked out of her head and the other seemed O.K. except her hair wasn't rolled, and she wore a bandana. This means NO FUNDS. So, they are right smack in front of us and everyone in the bank is watching like it's a reality show. Which actually it would have won an award if it was.
High girl is mad. The other girl is holding a bunch of photo copies it looked like and was fanning herself. The girl who was high was talking loud. Couldn't have been more than 75-80 pounds, and in her way too big mismatched sweat suit, and huge parka which was flung like a shawl on her shoulders she looked so frail and weak. Still the voice was booming.
Alright now you're bugging me cause my Ma is waiting. Patience. At this point I swear it looked like the high chick actually turned her legs backwards. Contorted in them sweat pants it seemed her feet now faced backward.
Photo copy now tells her "We're up outta here". Hey, I could tell ya she ain't moving. She is desperate. She yells at the teller she's calling the cops because he is conning her. Arms flailing all over. Now photo copy is nervous. Grabs her by the arm, and starts to pull "Girlllllll, if you don't come on I'll roll witout ya, and I mean it". Let's go and proceeds to leave. The crowd seems shocked yet entertained. Will she go? He*la yeah, but screaming all the way out she'll sue the teller personally and the bank branch.
Our turn. The teller actually blessed himself. He apologizes. Hey dude it ain't your fault I figure. He proceeds to tell Ma and me skinny girl tried this three times last week, and at one point feel asleep in the line waiting. I bit my tongue cause I wanted to tell him "That'd be a NOD and not sleep, silly".
Mama starts to hand him her stuff, and he says to the guy next to him. "Now see her? They should put her face on a poster, and show these young kids what happens when you do drugs". ALRIGHTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My Mom says to him
"Excuse me but that's someone's daughter". BAM, right back at her he says:
"YA WANNA KNOW SOMETHING SADDER? SHE'S SOMEONE'S MOTHER"
I tell him "There for the grace of God go YOU." He says "That'll NEVER be me or anyone I know". I so hope not, dude. I really hope not.
That poor girl might not have kept me clean one more day, but she brought it all back. How I looked, and sounded, and how others looked at me. Praise God I never messed with a bank though, but if I kept on and lived I'm sure I would have at some point. All the "I NEVER'S......." become reality out there.
Thanks for listening, and keep it green all.
Wow! I know people have probably had conversations like that about me. One time that stands out. (It's kind of funny) Ted and I were in line at Wally World. There were 2 well dressed ladies in front of us. They kept turning around and looking at me like I was the most disgusting thing they'd ever seen. It finally dawned on me, what was up. I was blowed away on smack and I was standing there, scratching my crotch like I was digging for gold!!! I asked the ladies, " Ain't your twat ever itched?" Ted was mortified!!! I'd never do that now!!! Well.....not unless my twat itched!!LOL.
peace y'all,
Shirley
peace y'all,
Shirley
Such decorum we had in our misery huh Shirley?
Now I know I didn't say anything regarding my coochie. We ain't got a Willy World, and I think I am glad.
I know the itching the face did me in tons of times. That scoundrel Snoop Doggie Woofer has a song about promethazine. Scratching and itching are most of the lyrics. Don't take a sip cause you might get addict. Heaven only knows your man surely was mortified. Nothing like a female heroin addict saying what she means.
Prayers for the still suffering addict. Who knows where that girl with the contorted legs is today?
Now I know I didn't say anything regarding my coochie. We ain't got a Willy World, and I think I am glad.
I know the itching the face did me in tons of times. That scoundrel Snoop Doggie Woofer has a song about promethazine. Scratching and itching are most of the lyrics. Don't take a sip cause you might get addict. Heaven only knows your man surely was mortified. Nothing like a female heroin addict saying what she means.
Prayers for the still suffering addict. Who knows where that girl with the contorted legs is today?
Shirley..you go girl...loved yer back answer l.o.l.Also interesting to note on an intel basis...that twat has the same meaning over here as it does in the U.S.Ohhh!!!!..What eloqent&honest people we were when we were goofed out,great that we can laugh at ourselves&our past social indescretions.Take care....Davey
They say humor is the best medicine. Besides, sometimes, if I didn't laugh, I'd cry.
peace,
shirley
peace,
shirley
No crying, Shirley. You keep us laughing.
Now call me a Yankee, but I thought a fanny was the same as our coochie, Davey. Not to get technical, but our fanny is the arse. In my house anyway.
Hey, maybe that chick in the bank was doing that with her legs cause she itched. That'd be the discreet way to relieve such a thing. Turn your legs backwards.
Now call me a Yankee, but I thought a fanny was the same as our coochie, Davey. Not to get technical, but our fanny is the arse. In my house anyway.
Hey, maybe that chick in the bank was doing that with her legs cause she itched. That'd be the discreet way to relieve such a thing. Turn your legs backwards.
lmao...Bryn, you are a nut!
Good thread though...I can remember when I was out there on glass, there was the gf of one of my using buddies talking to my gf (another user) about how the guy was cheating and lying...I was in the next room waiting for another bump and this girl started sobbing...strung out stupid me laughs and yells..."it sounds like a cow mooing in here! Where's the cow???" Man did I feel bad after and tried to apologize...
Good thread though...I can remember when I was out there on glass, there was the gf of one of my using buddies talking to my gf (another user) about how the guy was cheating and lying...I was in the next room waiting for another bump and this girl started sobbing...strung out stupid me laughs and yells..."it sounds like a cow mooing in here! Where's the cow???" Man did I feel bad after and tried to apologize...
Bryn, you ain't right, girl!!! :-)
peace,
shirley
peace,
shirley
Such Qs must be debated on the eve of a new yr.of course...Bryn..the word twat as used by Shirley to describe a certain area of her anatomy....has the same meaning over here.Now fanny is a different matter when we were kids&watching U.S t.v ..and the actor said "maaan i just fell on my fanny"we would crease up in prepubescent howls of laughter because..yep...fanny&twat are one&the same over here.
Thanks for sharing......Happy New Year...........Davey
Thanks for sharing......Happy New Year...........Davey
Since when have bandana's meant that you've got no money? I wish you'd told me that ages ago. My bloke was wearing a bandana the day I met him. He's got money, it's just that he's a prick! LOL
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