coke is ghey
Originally Posted by hector200
so last night my roomate dicided that he wanted to stay up all night getting all giittered up on mad yay. i dont care about that its just when his kids come over the next day and i am stuck watch them cause he is damn near dead in sleep. i dont have kids thats bullshit i am so tempted to call he kids mom and have them picked up. but that would be mad drama.
fucking roomates

fucking roomates

Originally Posted by Epoch
When I caught my brother doing coke, I nearly punched him... I didn't though, but I chewed him the fuck out. Coke is a sneaky bastard that will fuck up your life....
so then i would proceed to grab him, throw him against a wall, punch him up into the stomach, then throw him down the stairs, slam his head into the front door, and throw him out in the yard.
then i would go upstairs and scream at the top of my lungs, maybe also force her to sniff pepper.
i caught her smoking pot once and i nearly went ballistic...
Originally Posted by LT6916
if i ever caught my sister doing it......first it'd probably be supplied by the dude that would most likely be sitting there with her.
so then i would proceed to grab him, throw him against a wall, punch him up into the stomach, then throw him down the stairs, slam his head into the front door, and throw him out in the yard.
then i would go upstairs and scream at the top of my lungs, maybe also force her to sniff pepper.
i caught her smoking pot once and i nearly went ballistic...
so then i would proceed to grab him, throw him against a wall, punch him up into the stomach, then throw him down the stairs, slam his head into the front door, and throw him out in the yard.
then i would go upstairs and scream at the top of my lungs, maybe also force her to sniff pepper.
i caught her smoking pot once and i nearly went ballistic...
I guess my brother should be glad he was born into my family
h:Yeah... my brother fell into drugs pretty bad after my father died. It was his escape. I guessed my brother was experementing with fairly serious drugs at one point, but when I caught him doing coke... I knew he had gone over the edge. My mother forced him to go to drug therapy until her was 18, and after he was 18, told him to either stay sober or move out of the house. He chose to move out, because drug use was "His choice". After a year of living on friend's couches, being kicked from house to house because his friends would get tired of him, being ostracised by his family, and meeting a girl who kept him on track forced him to realize that maybe drugs didn't help anything. Now, he drinks and smokes (Cigs and weed... but I don't care about light weed use) in moderation, and has gotten a career job that pays more per hour than any job I've gotten since I got my BA. He refuses to touch hard alcohol, and his girlfriend would kick his ass if he did anything like how he was 2 years ago, so he's doing a lot better. But, for about 3 years, for my personal sanity, I had to ignore the fact that I had a brother.


