A game for the old timers?

canndo

canndo

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IN the late 70's I hung around with TJ border guards - a rather nasty crowd of exs, ex military, ex police, ex FBI.

They all smuggled drugs into the country, they all had rather wild parties. I went to one and encountered an ex mercenary who had a plastic square container filled with orange pills - peach colored I suppose, they were not scored. He told me that they were qualuudes and I knew upon looking at them they were not but....well, I was a little afraid of these folks and I wanted to convey a message that I was hip. I bought the whole batch at a buck fifty each. The guy I got them from swore he wouldn't touch them and went on and on about how if you wanted to kill someone you should always gut shoot them cause it was more fun but not to get too close because you would ruin your clothes - fun guys.


When I got home I imagined them all laughing at me for being stupid and buying several hundred pills. I got out my trusty PDR and found out that they were a sort of speed. I cut one in half and inside was a waxy semicrystaline substance in there. I took half of one and I was amped beyond measure - absolutely rushing for hours. Back then benzadrine, and dexadrine were the most prevelent forms of speed, with the occasional "black beauty" tossed in here and there - some sort of biphetamine resin I think.

I never wound up taking a whole one - I was very respectful of them - but I can't remember the name, anyone care to guess?



I wound up selling all but 50 or so and put them in my stash. I forgot about them and never noticed that my house was always imaculate. Months later I cracked open my stash in order to get one and all there was in the bottle was a note "I'll get you some more, I promise". Seems my girlfriend tended to like them. She never managed to get any more.


But I cannot recall the name.
 
Caps or capsules? I remember some good methedrine (M&M shaped orange) 15 mg with downer in the middle so you can sleep but it didn't make you sleep. The writing on them was ABR#3 or something like that. Abbott made them so most likey not the same pill you mentioned. We used to hunt fat girls and talk them out of their diet pills back in the 60's. Ugh, I'll go to hell for that. lol
 


    • I think you will find it's spelled "douche"!
      It's our language, you're the ones that fucked it up!



      ​
      Corrected by an American, FUCK YEA!!

    ​

 
canndo said:
IN the late 70's I hung around with TJ border guards - a rather nasty crowd of exs, ex military, ex police, ex FBI.

They all smuggled drugs into the country, they all had rather wild parties. I went to one and encountered an ex mercenary who had a plastic square container filled with orange pills - peach colored I suppose, they were not scored. He told me that they were qualuudes and I knew upon looking at them they were not but....well, I was a little afraid of these folks and I wanted to convey a message that I was hip. I bought the whole batch at a buck fifty each. The guy I got them from swore he wouldn't touch them and went on and on about how if you wanted to kill someone you should always gut shoot them cause it was more fun but not to get too close because you would ruin your clothes - fun guys.


When I got home I imagined them all laughing at me for being stupid and buying several hundred pills. I got out my trusty PDR and found out that they were a sort of speed. I cut one in half and inside was a waxy semicrystaline substance in there. I took half of one and I was amped beyond measure - absolutely rushing for hours. Back then benzadrine, and dexadrine were the most prevelent forms of speed, with the occasional "black beauty" tossed in here and there - some sort of biphetamine resin I think.

I never wound up taking a whole one - I was very respectful of them - but I can't remember the name, anyone care to guess?



I wound up selling all but 50 or so and put them in my stash. I forgot about them and never noticed that my house was always imaculate. Months later I cracked open my stash in order to get one and all there was in the bottle was a note "I'll get you some more, I promise". Seems my girlfriend tended to like them. She never managed to get any more.


But I cannot recall the name.
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For some reason I recall you sharing that story and the drug was preludin. You old guys got some awesome pills before they got pulled. The amp/barb combos always struck me as being extremely crazy.
 
MrEDuck said:
For some reason I recall you sharing that story and the drug was preludin. You old guys got some awesome pills before they got pulled. The amp/barb combos always struck me as being extremely crazy.
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I thought it sounded familiar too
 
I knew the story sounded familiar. Can't think of the substance it was though. I just remember the bit about the IOU your girlfriend left you haha.
 
MrEDuck said:
For some reason I recall you sharing that story and the drug was preludin. You old guys got some awesome pills before they got pulled. The amp/barb combos always struck me as being extremely crazy.
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DAMN! Bingo, I can only vaguely recall my story - yes, the guy confused preludin with qaluu.d..en or something. Yes, the biphetamines, the barbitals, ah good times. We were sitting once on a low fence next to a well used street when we heard a siren. A car drove by very fast and it is etirely possible you all have seen a rendtion of that very vehicle in a particular movie, the person who was in the car (not the driver - The police were in pursuit of this particular fella and he figured the best time to eject his stash was just as he was driving by our little smoking bunch of fools (cigarettes, "tokables were a little hard to come by back then). Rainbows! maybe two hundred maybe more were tossed from the car tuinal, amobarbital and secobarbital mix the bag broke and these pills were bouncing all over he street and sidewalk, We scurried as though they were hundred dollar billls, the light was fading and I have no idea how many bounced into the grass or down a gutter. To this day, some 45 years later I still have that picture of all those pills flying and bouncing and rolling. I figure I manage to get 20 or thirty and most of the others got at least that many.


Now THAT was a sort of nexus of stupor that spread out over the course of the next few days to result in some widespread and serious inebriation - after all, two or three of these were serious medicine and. . the whole story was so good that each retelling had to come equiped with ah "here... have two, see? I'm not lying it was _____________ in the car dude, I swear"
 
Now - here is the fun part. (forgive me for going on but I've had a bit of single malt and my withdrawals from that cursed opana have released me FINALLY! and.... this Montecristo is a delight. So, the guy in the car. As it turns out the police were not after him but someone else. That someone else, and his partner were the subject of a movie. They caught him that night but he was released because he had certain connections. Now, try to guess the movie.
 
MrEDuck said:
Did an eagle murder Frosty the snowman?
I'm stumped
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the Falcon and the Snowman. Andrew Dalton Lee and Christopher Boyce. They each went to my highschool and there is a scene where a stationwagon was driven off the road by the chase. The Guy who was in the passenger seat of the stationwagon's first name was Peter. He was consequently arrested but this all happened within half an hour of the first (i believeP aprehension of Lee. We all hung out at a tavern at the base of the hill where all of us lived. After Boyce was convicted and consequently escaped from prison we would commonly stop our foosball games when suited FBI men entered this peanut shell strewn floor pub and usually in unison say "Boyce isn't here". Sometimes they would leave, sometimes they would harass us either individualy or in groups - but, being that we were all from a very very upper class neighborhood we "knew our rights" and tended to give them all shit, laughing at them for letting boyce escape in the first place. What is not known and (Is there a statute of limitations for treason?) not published is that there was a third member of the boyce/lee arrangement. That person is alive, free and doing quite well somewhere in the northwest.

I sent a number of letters to each of them and never got a response, I was just wondering what they were doing. Lee never thought much of me nor I him, of course no one knew exactly what he was up to except that he always carried a briefcase with him, was dressed in a suit and tie and within that case were wonders of one sort or another most of the women thought him a bit creepy but they happened to be attracted to what was in the case so he always had a gaggle of pretty young things around him.
 
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