CRACK ATTACK!
You retrieve your crack pipe and bag of crack from the sticky floor, not without some effort. You pack up the pipe, careful not to spill any onto the aforementioned floor. You hate smoking carpet fuzz, hair, dry semen, blood, and strangely enough Avon skin lotion with your crack. It isn't long before the pipe is packed and ready for you to attack. You reach into your pocket for your lighter and find that it is empty.
Shit.
Where the hell is your lighter? You look around franticly, your lighter has to be around here somewhere. It's shaped like a trout, so it can't be that hard to find. But your meager 'living space', if it could even be called that, is trashed and you are dreading looking under the papers and garbage littering nearly every square inch of available floor space. Lighters are alot like God, inasmuch as neither one is ever there when you really need them most.
Then an idea hits you, right about the same time as the cold sweats and fits of uncontrollable shaking do. You have a gas stove. Maybe you can light this shit off the stove top. But maybe that's dangerous... You have needs to worry about though. The need to smoke crack. The need to be high off the crack. The need to smoke more crack.
The lighter has got to be around here somewhere! Damn it, you're an idiot! And there's nothing worse than a stupid crackhead idiot.Crack. You need some crack. Crack, crack. Need some crack. Crack. You need some crack, crack. Need some. Need crack. Some Crack. Need some crack.
Shit.
Where the hell is your lighter? You look around franticly, your lighter has to be around here somewhere. It's shaped like a trout, so it can't be that hard to find. But your meager 'living space', if it could even be called that, is trashed and you are dreading looking under the papers and garbage littering nearly every square inch of available floor space. Lighters are alot like God, inasmuch as neither one is ever there when you really need them most.
Then an idea hits you, right about the same time as the cold sweats and fits of uncontrollable shaking do. You have a gas stove. Maybe you can light this shit off the stove top. But maybe that's dangerous... You have needs to worry about though. The need to smoke crack. The need to be high off the crack. The need to smoke more crack.
The lighter has got to be around here somewhere! Damn it, you're an idiot! And there's nothing worse than a stupid crackhead idiot.Crack. You need some crack. Crack, crack. Need some crack. Crack. You need some crack, crack. Need some. Need crack. Some Crack. Need some crack.