Some funny ass propaganda on the Health Canada site, i'm starting to think that none of these "user posted" stories are true, given that this story is so..... wrong. just one puff Western Canadai was grade 8 and was hanging out with some new grade 12 friends i had just made. we were talking about halo when one of them pulled out a joint. they lit it and started passing it around and i wanted to be cool so i smoked it with them. after smoking that they were like "hey lets smoke some crack" and he pulled out a bag full of crack rocks. i was clawing at my arms trying to get the bugs out at this point. he passed around the pipe and we all smoked some crack and i was convinced there were bugs under my skin and i was starting to bleed from all the scratching. after smoking like 3 or 4 bowls of crack we left the house and we went into an alleyway and beat up some homeless guy. he had some heroin on him so we all shot up with his needle, but it wasnt much. when we were done shooting up all the H one of my friends curb stomped the homeless guy and i threw a rock through a window for some reason i dont remember. we went into a mcdonalds and i tried ordering some food but instead of talking i started vomitting and i threw up all over myself. i then pushed the cash register off the counter and called the cashier a stupid %#@*$. i punched one of my friends in the mouth and then ran out of the mcdonalds screaming. outside i grabbed a brick off the ground and smashed a cars window and unlocked it and got in. i started vomitting all over the seats once i realised i couldnt start the car without the keys. in a fit of rage and dire need for more crack i stormed back into the mcdonalds where my friends are and started shouting "i need crack i need crack give me some crack". i guess i thought it was all a dream because i would normally never do this. one of my friends was like "yo i got you covered dont worry" and he took me into the washroom there. there were a bunch of little kids in there and i was covered in vomit but i didnt care. he handed me a bag of powdered cocaine and i busted open one of the stalls and started to make lines on the toilet seat. i forgot to the close the stall so some little 6 year old was watching me as i snorted lines of coke. we all left the mcdonalds after that and my friends were laughing at me saying "haha we have a little crack fiend on our hands". we broke into another car and then my friends pulled out some meth and pcp and we smoked a lot of bowls. using one of the shards of glass nearby i started to slice open my arms to get the bugs out. i had to get stitches for the cuts i made and i dont remember much after we kept smoking all that pcp/meth joints. the next morning i woke up in a rundown house full of passed out addicts and i went home. apparently i had come home at one point during the night and robbed my mom with a knife and took a crap on the floor. my mom put me in rehab and im permanently brain damaged. i cannot do math anymore and im in a wheelchair from the dirty heroin needle. i have flashbacks to this day and im not the same. dont smoke pot ever also one of my friends is dead from overdose
haha thats fucking brilliant. I especially like the line :"after smoking 3 or 4 bowls of crack we went out into the alleyway and beat up some homeless guy."
AHAHAHAHA, this should be printed and distributed with the DARE program. at least that way kids would see this and go, nuh uh, bullshit, this paper isnt real. wait, maybe what this cops saying isnt real either. man fuck this, lets go rolla blunt.
Hahahahaha! Lulz! Lolz! Lol! Lul! Rofl! Roflcopter! Lmao! Lmfao! Roflmao! Roflmfao! Hahahahaha! :2thumbsup:
