TR: Dinner At My Flophouse (tldr) (Cliffs and Asian Threadsavers included)
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Update: 3/24
The drink of choice in this house is called Silver Thunder. Sam and Dana save the bottles so they can return them to the store for the deposit money.
This stuff goes for about $1.75 for a 40 oz. They start drinking around 2 and they are usually noticeably drunk by about 4.
The drug use is still pretty bad, but I don't complain because they keep it either in the bathroom or their bedroom. As long as they stay out of my way, I'll stay out of theirs. The only time the drug use bugs me is when one of Dana's granddaughters is in the house. That's some seriously negligent **** and I'm not going to write much about it because it's too dark to laugh at imo. But I will say that it is ****ing creepy to walk by their room at 2:30 AM and see Sam and Dana passed out on the floor while a two-year-old is wide awake sitting in the dark at the foot of their bed staring at an infomercial about weight loss.
Anyway, yesterday I got home from the dentist around 6:00, and Sam and Dana were in the kitchen grinding up pain killers and snorting them. They couldn't remember what kind of pain killers they were, but they assured me that “they're really good. Snort this **** and you won't feel nothing.”
Sam kept on badgering me to join in and he started to get frustrated when I kept on refusing. It was getting a little tense, so to chill him out, I suggested that I break out my weed. Sam still seemed a little annoyed that I was too good to snort his mystery pills, but after rolling a joint, he calmed down.
Dana was in fine form. While snorting pills she'd start telling me that I should never eat McDonald's ever because the stuff they put in that food can kill you. “I'm serious! Stay away from fast food. It's deadly! <snort>”. After her McDonald's rant, they started asking about when I was going to leave and I figured that I should just go ahead and be honest with them.
Sam got a little sad when he realized that I only had one more weekend here, but he's decided that we should try to make the most of it. Right before I went in my room to play poker for the rest of the night Sam says, “if you are really leaving on Monday, we are going to get f-ed up on Saturday night. F***ED UP!!!!! And I'm gonna bring this chick over here and she's going give you a blow job. It's going to be awesome.”
I said, “Whatever dude,” and shut my door. Sam was really f-ed up at the time, so I don't expect him to follow through on finding some BJ sloot, but I do expect Saturday to be a total ****show regardless. I will be drinking as little as required to fit in, keeping my guard up, and holding my camera the entire time.
Pic of roommates on pain pills:
Days until I leave: 5
The drink of choice in this house is called Silver Thunder. Sam and Dana save the bottles so they can return them to the store for the deposit money.
This stuff goes for about $1.75 for a 40 oz. They start drinking around 2 and they are usually noticeably drunk by about 4.
The drug use is still pretty bad, but I don't complain because they keep it either in the bathroom or their bedroom. As long as they stay out of my way, I'll stay out of theirs. The only time the drug use bugs me is when one of Dana's granddaughters is in the house. That's some seriously negligent **** and I'm not going to write much about it because it's too dark to laugh at imo. But I will say that it is ****ing creepy to walk by their room at 2:30 AM and see Sam and Dana passed out on the floor while a two-year-old is wide awake sitting in the dark at the foot of their bed staring at an infomercial about weight loss.
Anyway, yesterday I got home from the dentist around 6:00, and Sam and Dana were in the kitchen grinding up pain killers and snorting them. They couldn't remember what kind of pain killers they were, but they assured me that “they're really good. Snort this **** and you won't feel nothing.”
Sam kept on badgering me to join in and he started to get frustrated when I kept on refusing. It was getting a little tense, so to chill him out, I suggested that I break out my weed. Sam still seemed a little annoyed that I was too good to snort his mystery pills, but after rolling a joint, he calmed down.
Dana was in fine form. While snorting pills she'd start telling me that I should never eat McDonald's ever because the stuff they put in that food can kill you. “I'm serious! Stay away from fast food. It's deadly! <snort>”. After her McDonald's rant, they started asking about when I was going to leave and I figured that I should just go ahead and be honest with them.
Sam got a little sad when he realized that I only had one more weekend here, but he's decided that we should try to make the most of it. Right before I went in my room to play poker for the rest of the night Sam says, “if you are really leaving on Monday, we are going to get f-ed up on Saturday night. F***ED UP!!!!! And I'm gonna bring this chick over here and she's going give you a blow job. It's going to be awesome.”
I said, “Whatever dude,” and shut my door. Sam was really f-ed up at the time, so I don't expect him to follow through on finding some BJ sloot, but I do expect Saturday to be a total ****show regardless. I will be drinking as little as required to fit in, keeping my guard up, and holding my camera the entire time.
Pic of roommates on pain pills:
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Days until I leave: 5
Last edited by Tapow Dayok; 03-24-2010 at 02:05 PM.
Reason: in b4 tapow get the herp from a crack ho
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