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Friday, December 09, 2005

Answers Part Two ©

Ok her are some more answers to your questions and I will have them all answered by the end of the weekend.

Okay, so I know you were a drug dealer in days gone by....and I know what your drug of choice was (because of reading your posts) so my question is: Did you ever overdose (or almost overdose) on anything? (Not on purpose, of course!) Just curious....P.S. And Walker, you know what kind of animal lover I am...I would gladly feed all your cats if I lived a tad closer!

I have done hash, cocaine, acid (twice and you can have it), mescaline and alcohol.
I have over dosed twice, once because I was stupid and once because I didn’t do it and my beer was spiked to kill me.
Now to explain

In 1986 I was a fair size player on the street drugs. If you bought anything in a downtown bar it was likely you wee buying from me or from someone supplied by me. It was a lucrative business and I made a lot of money but I worked for it.
First I ONLY sold pot or hash.
What ever you people may think it is a lot of work doing something illegal in the open. You have to deal with suppliers who want your business and or money for nothing if they can get it.
The stuff just doesn’t come to you.
Then there are people who are constantly trying to move in on you and take what you have so they could make the money.
Then there are the police.
You can deal with the invaders but the police are another matter. They are just doing their job and you have to respect them and don’t think they don’t respect you because many of them do.
The one’s that go head to head with the police usually end up with more than just up the river without a paddle. It’s more like the whole canoe up their asses and they are gone for a very long time.
I was at my local bar/restaurant for a beer and some lunch.
I left my beer unattended and went to the washroom. When I came back I finished my beer my driver took me home and I settled down to watch the Monaco Grand Prix.
That’s the last thing I remember.
The NEXT thing I remember is waking up in the hospital with a fucken hose (catheter) shoved up my cock and a buzz I never want to experience again.
To make matters worse they thought I was a junkie and kept me stoned on a synthetic heroin so I wouldn’t go into withdrawals.
After fighting with the drugs in my head so that I could get some coherent words out to tell them to stop they did. After I explained I didn’t take heroin I couldn’t get an aspirin for the headache I have.
I have a good idea who was responsible for the attempt on my life or should I say death because I was DOA at the hospital.
For not for my cousin dropping by I wouldn’t be here.
Who I think done it was a bar owner and cocaine dealer who wanted to control the whole street but couldn’t because I was in the way. He had tried to kill my best friend and body guard but I intervened with a couple of friends and we walked out of there with a police escort because they saw the whole thing from across the street.
He was under surveillance.
When I did get out of the hospital Mad Dog was keen on going over there and shooting the lot of them dead but I knew it was only a matter of time before he fucked with the wrong people and they would do it for me.
I love when I’m right.

Now the only time I over dosed and the MOST STUPIDEST THING I HAVE EVER DONE WITH DRUGS was when the cops had me dead to rights with 15 grams of hash in my pocket.
They said hand it over.
I swallowed it.
BAD MISTAKE!!!!!!!!!!
I was so freaking stoned I have no idea what the hell those things that were flying out of the cell walls and attacking me were.
I was jumping out of the way every second it felt like.
The next day I went to court to see the judge.
I look at him through my bloodshot, stoned eyes and said “I want to go to jail please”
He looked at me and smiled.
He could see I was so fucked up and could barely stand.
He said, “Charges dropped your free to go”
Bastard I needed to get myself together but instead I staggered 2 miles home.
Six months later the cops grabbed me and before they could check me I handed the hash over, LOL

I have seen people who have over dosed Stacy, most of them were dead. Cocaine, heroin and all those new designer drugs take lives more than they give pleasure. I have always said hard drugs are just meant to kill us.
As someone who knows what cocaine is like and my one experience with heroin I wouldn’t recommend them to anyone unless they want to destroy their lives and their love ones lives.
Pot on the other hand I believe should be legalized and taxed. Let’s face it it’s not being stopped and there is more money being spent trying to bust pot growers every year to no avail.
I believe taking it over would limit the availability to kids and take money away from organized crime and put money into government coffers that could be used to health care.
Stopping pot is like stopping booze during prohibition.
Not going to happen.
Hard drug dealers. Give then life for the first offence and lets see how many will still be selling when that law gets passed.
My question is what do you think is your best trait- do you have a special hobby you like to do when you can find the extra time to enjoy it?

I like working with my hands and my mind.
I studied to be an architect and that has not really left me.
I have built various structures for people and help design a restaurant and a house powered by only solar energy.
I spend a lot of time repairing my father’s repairs to lol
I also work with computers repairing them and setting up networks. What I like about that is the complicity it has. Trying to make a thousand computers talk to each other using different operating systems.
I have experimented with a lot of different software and I am a quick learner.
I am getting the hang of HTML to but I still have a long way to go.

In my basement hidden from the borrowers next door are tools I use to make and repair furniture to. It’s something I like to do on my spare time. I hate throwing something out I know it can be fixed.
I bought a 2000 dollar kitchen set for $125 and with in a week I had it back in the shape it was when it was first sold and my sister in law who had sold it to me looked at it and her jaw dropped.
I just like fixing things.

Okay ,so is there something in your life that you had the opportunity to do when you were younger but didn't, and now wish you had.

I have to say that because all the decisions that I made, made me who I am today.
I have had a full life so far with no regrets and lots of happiness and pain.
If there was something I could have done back then I could still do now. I would love to go into space and maybe someday I will get my chance.
I could have been with another woman when I was younger but I wouldn’t have the kids I have today and I wouldn’t like that at all.
If I hadn’t quit my job for the city I would have been a truck driver for the ice company and THAT was my favorite job of all and I only worked there for a year. No, all my wishes that were afforded me came true and they still are.

Fridays Jokes

A Daughters Birthday

One day a father gets out of work and on his way home he remembers that it's his daughter's birthday.
He pulls over to a toy store and asks the salesperson,
"How much is the Barbie on the display window?"
The salesperson answers,
"Which one?
We have:
Work out Barbie for $19.95
Shopping Barbie for $19.95
Beach Barbie for $19.95
Disco Barbie for $19.95
Divorced Barbie for $265.95
The amazed father asks:
Why is the Divorced Barbie $265.95 and the others only $19.95?"
The salesperson annoyingly answers:
"Sir..., "Divorced Barbie comes with:
Ken's Car,
Ken's House,
Ken's Boat,
Ken's Furniture,
Ken's Computer and...
One of Ken's Friends.

LuLu And Her GrandMa

One day there was a raid.
All the prostitutes were lined up outside the police station as they took them in one by one.
As Lulu stood in line, she saw her Grandma coming down the street and was so ashamed; Grandma didn't know her occupation.
Grandma stopped to say hi, and asked what the line was for.
Lulu, saving face, said that the police were giving away fresh oranges to those waiting.! Grandma said wonderful, she loved oranges and got at the end of the line.
When the policeman got to the end and saw her, he was amazed.
He said "How the heck do you do this at your age?"
"I just take my teeth out, rip the skin back and suck'em dry!"
The policeman fainted.

What Religion is Your Bra?

A man walked into the ladies department of a Macy's and shyly walked up
to the woman behind the counter and said, "I'd like to buy a bra for my
what type of bra?" asked the clerk.
Type?" inquires the man, "There's more than one type?
Look around," said the saleslady, as she showed a sea of bras in every
shape, size, color and material imaginable.
Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types
of bras to choose from.
Relieved, the man asked about the types. The saleslady replied:
There are the Catholic, the Salvation Army, the Presbyterian, and the
Baptist types.
Which one would you prefer?
Now totally befuddled, the man asked about the differences between them.
The Saleslady responded, "It is all really quite simple...
The Catholic type supports the masses.
The Salvation Army type lifts the fallen,
The Presbyterian type keeps them staunch and upright, and
The Baptist makes mountains out of mole hills.
Have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD, E, F, G, and H are the letters
used to define bra sizes?
If you have wondered why, but couldn't figure out what the letters stood
for, it is about time you became informed!
(A} Almost Boobs...
{B} Barely there.
{C} Can't Complain!
{D} Dang!
{DD} Double dang!
{E} Enormous!
{F} Fake.
{G} Get a Reduction.
{H} Help me, I've fallen and I can't get up !

Don't forgot the German bra.


Now this last one is not a joke but someones Christmas decorations.
It was sent to me by Dot and I love it.
This person really loves his Xmas decorations and he has done a wonderful job.
If you like it, stop by Dot's and thank her for the Christmas cheer.

Have a nice weekend


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