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crackheads gone wild
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LOL @ this thread. Nothing like crackhead stories to brighten one's day!
My wife and I moved into a house about a year ago that had been a crack house before it was rehabbed. It cracks me up, no pun intended, to think of actual crackwhores walking around my place.
If walls could talk, you know?Leave a comment:
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When I came back home from a vacation, my roomate told me that my cat Tex had been missing for a few days (heartbreak) so at about 10 pm I went around the neighbourhood looking for him and calling his name. It was a dark, cold and rainy night and I was very emotional and crying while I was searching for him. This car stopped on the side of the road and these two female prostitute crackheads got out and noticed my distress. One of them came over and gave me a hug and said "There there lady, it will be alright, we have some crack for you in the house. Come along, we'll take care of you." I was in shock and couldn't answer or say anything. I just shook my head no and pushed her away and kept going. They continued telling me to come into the house and they'd "take care" of me while I was walking away. I felt so dirty....yuk. The area is called Parkdale which is mostly called Crackdale and I moved outta there within a couple of weeks.Leave a comment:
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My friend Ryan and I were walking around downtown Toronto one night and this sketchy girl came up to him and the following occured:
Girl "I will sell you my underwear for $10"
Ryan "I will give you $10 dollars to keep your underwear as far away from me as possible"
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i got approached by 2 crackheads one time and i,m still uploading the kiss mixes for them
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The Second night after moving to FL to attend school me and my room mate get a knock on our door at 3am. We find this odd as we don't even know people yet. The interaction went something like this, with the door still chained just opened up a crack,
Me: Hello?
Stranger: Hey, is Tyrone here?
Me: Sorry, we just moved here so no.
Stranger: Oh... do you have any crack?
Me: No
Stranger: Oh... do you know where I can find some?
Me: No
After that I closed the door. And this happened for the next few nights as well with different people every time. We always joked we should search all the outlets and see what we could find but never did.Leave a comment:
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and then there's the manhattan crackheads whose pregnant girlfriend is freaking out on the sidewalk, who's just going to leave with us for a bit because he's got the exact directions to the obscure bar we're looking for, though she's screaming about how he's going to abandon her, and who walks us in circles positive he knows where we're going for 20 minutes... blah blah... my friend gave me ten bucks to give this guy just to get rid of him and he gave me a hug... i'm sure he's all better now...Leave a comment:
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I used to get this one ALL the time. Same guy every time. He must have tried me at least a dozen times always with the ID.my favorite crackheads are the guys who say they ran out of gas just down the block, and then show you their id so you know they're a real person, and ask you for a few buck for gas.
was disappointed last month to meet a guy who excelled at this same scam, only to find out he wasn't on crack when he didit, just heroin...
Another good one was this guy walked up to me on the 7th Street bridge, again in Pittsburgh, on a fucking cellphone stereotypical crackhead swagger.
CH: AYE MAN. Let me get fi-teen dollahs.
Me: Sorry man. I got nothin'
CH: Aight. Let me get 2 then.
Me: Sorry man. Nothin'
CH: Shit man how bout 35cents or 4 quarters.
Me: Nothin'
CH: Fuck you then crackah
I also had a crackhead try to sell me on this raggedy ass ziploc bag full of what looked like used and busted up batteries he found. I love how quickly and easily they go from super highball pricing to next to nothing in a matter of about 26 seconds.Leave a comment:
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When I lived in Pittsburgh, I lived up near what is called "The Hill District" pretty gnarly area where people are often killed and also home to a shitload of crackheads. The area around my building was generally safe but there were always some strays around the block.
One night after getting back from class I grabbed a few beers and was hanging out front drinking and smoking cigarettes. So this guy walks up and asks me for a smoke, seemed like a regular ass bum. I used to skate and spent a lot of time in seedy downtown areas so I used to talk to bums and bullshit with them all the time. So I give this dude a smoke and the rest of the beer I was drinking. We are just chilling and talking. He's got a few funny stories. Tells me to stay in school and "get paid." I'm starting to think this guy is alright then out of the blue dude busts out the pipe. It was like a dirty glass one-hitter looking thing with what looked like about 10 green rubberbands wrapped around it. Super gnarly. I'm like ok that doesn't look he's smoking weed out of that thing. Next he's rummaging through all of his pockets like crazy... swearing... freaking out etc... Finally comes up with these 3 rocks. He holds them out right in front of me and pokes them around a little bit. I'm like "Shit, crack. Alright. This should be interesting." Dude packs it up real calm like and then asks for my lighter. At this point we'd been talking and I didn't want to just jet once he fired it up so I just sat there and gave him my light. I figure what's the worst that could happen. Next thing I know he's trying to pass me the pipe telling me it's not bad and that I'll get real fucked up. "No, sorry man." "Nah dude it's cool...... Really." He starts to get a bit forceful but then very quickly backs down and kicks it into high gear. He was sucking it down like mad. At this point I'd seen enough and try to ask for my lighter back, tell him I've had a long day and need to take off. Dude starts flipping out and talking about some wild shit. How all these things just happened to him that day and that he needs money immediately to fix everything. Crazy nonsense stories with totally outlandish scenarios involving broken down motor homes, formula for his baby, brother stuck on the other side of town waiting for him to get back, some guy that killed his parrot under the 6th street bridge. Total nonsense. I've never heard such crazy pleas for someones sympathy in my life. All within a few minutes of finishing that rock.
Alright. Fuck this. I need to be out of this situation. Now.
I start backpeddling, so I don't get stabbed blindly, towards the door of my building. I'm trying to get in without letting him in. "Change? You got any change up there? Smokes? Anymore smokes? How bout another beer? You tellin' me you ain't got money up there? Anything. How about a washrag? Let me get a washrag. Actually let me come up and get a shower. It's hot man... been sweating all day. How bout we go get some money? I know you got money in the bank. Anything. Fifty bucks. Give me something. Just let me in the building." I'm totally freaking out still slowly backpeddling as this barrage of questioning/demands are spit at me. So I tell him I'm going to run upstairs, grab him a beer and a washrag and I'll see what kind of change I can gather up. He didn't seem entirely pleased with my offer but was going to let me go."What room you in? Tell me what room you in. I know you ain't coming back. So if you ain't come back, I'm coming up." "Alright man. Fair enough. Apartment 715. Give me like 5 minutes." I lived in 315. I bolt upstairs. Immediately I call the front desk and tell them there is a non-resident/crackhead trying to get in the building on the mellon area side. I get a call like 20 minutes later. Apparently some brain trust let this guy in the building and they found him on the lower level trying to catch an elevator. They threw him out and called the cops. I don't know what became of him but I can't even imagine what would have happened had he made it any further into the building. I was pretty nervous being outside around the building for the next few days. Thankfully I never ran into him again. Pretty anticlimactic but it could have ended in a disaster.
I've never been around crack. Ever. It was so amazing to me how within a few short minutes it totally transformed this dude into the stereotypical crackhead.
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my favorite crackheads are the guys who say they ran out of gas just down the block, and then show you their id so you know they're a real person, and ask you for a few buck for gas.
was disappointed last month to meet a guy who excelled at this same scam, only to find out he wasn't on crack when he didit, just heroin...Leave a comment:
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Me & a few friends went to the strip joint a couple years back and tried to find a motel since we were all gonna get wasted and would eventually crash there. We were in the lot scoping one out from the car when this woman came out of fucking nowhere and asked if she could have a cig so my friend gave her one...dialog went as follows after that:
Her: Can I like, sit and smoke this with you guys?
Me: Nah we were just leaving...
Her: Guys...I'm not like trying to sell anything... can I have $10 for the bus, I'm really far from home right now and I'm all out of cash
Me: No, sorry
Her: $10 for head
Me: Uhhh...no
Her: $5...I'll suck & swallow that shit
Cue the sound of me speeding off...until we found a motel far, far from that one my friend wouldn't stop laughing at my facial expression when she started offering head...and how nasty she was.Last edited by JK224; April 27, 2008, 02:19:10 PM.Leave a comment:
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Chuck, I bet between you, me and Jibbs, we have seen enough crackheads in Tampa to build an entirely new city of them..God Tampa is wack...I almost got stabbed one night by a crackhead behind the Ampitheatre..Saying that I was kissing his girl in the club, pulls out a knife and demands my cash...Then out of nowhere, my boy runs up to his side and plows into him, knocking him to the ground...We ran like hell after that...
Sakio, this is the night we went to go see Sasha there...Good times up until then..Leave a comment:
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