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My friend Jon and I once sold plaster of Paris to the new 2nd years, pretending it was cocaine. We used the catch-all "everyone does it all the time - I can't believe you've never tried it" to shame them into paying us 50p a bag.
We made enough for 20 ciggies each from our sales, while our clients walked unconvincingly into walls, saying, "man, I'm really out of it" and occasionally snotting out little hard balls of greenish plaster. The cunts.
We made enough for 20 ciggies each from our sales, while our clients walked unconvincingly into walls, saying, "man, I'm really out of it" and occasionally snotting out little hard balls of greenish plaster. The cunts.