Thursday, 9 July 2009
Dope
There’s one thing that’s always puzzled me, each time I go to score. Is after ten minutes or so, I hear a knocking at my door. Outside the door my mates are there, begging me for some dope. I let them know without delay, they have not got a fuckin hope!
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