Haven't really done it since I was a teenager, I still remember the first time I hit a line of really clean coke. It was cleaner back in 2003, before the Arellano's lost Tijuana, it tasted like nail polish, and bubble gum sometimes, shiny yeah, but it was pasty, and gummy. I had done it maybe 5 times before that, decent work, like the 50% range, this was probably 85%, but a different type than it is now. The average kilo seized in the US is 86% pure, but it isn't the same.
Anyway, I did one line, and I was just floating, the euphoria is what hits you, all the sudden, my life was perfect. It was probably 8:30, Friday night, I had about 9 grams ($420 for a half), I cashed out, just got back from the run, at my "connects" house, (who was just some dude I got introduced to, few years older, and had a pager # to some guys who didn't speak english) and was heading to the hookah spot to knock off like half those grams, and suddenly, I felt I was just on top of the world. Not arrogant, just total bliss. I stepped out of the room to call my Mom and make up some lie about where I was going and where I was staying the night, and then my phone was just flooded with calls, like 10 people. My homie was like get down here right now, everyone wants something. And that was history. I was 17.
u need to make a thread playboy
