... oooya fukker COCAINE!!    

there's a thousand and one ways...
most of the weird shit happened to me either on the 87 or 52, on said 52 one miserable back shift and just before i took it in i did the obligatory check around where i chanced upon a bag of white powder. oooya fukker COCAINE!! thinks i so in a flurry of excitment i hammers into the garage look look i've found a bag of shit. so the then depot inspector looks at me to say furr fuks sake no you again, anyway i opens the bag (hey i'd seen miami vice) stuck my finger in and had a taste well i've tasted salt before but fuckin hell this stuff was mingin,so gaggin and choking everybody falls about howling... bastards!!
there's a thousand and one ways of making a C@*^% of yourself and i know everyone of them

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