I picked up my Crack today from my favorite dealer Marianne. We performed the sale out in the open spaces of the Driggs Farmers Market as she showed off photos of her dog and goats while handing off the drugs under the table.
Addiction is a tough battle and when the market ends shortly I may have to visit her crack farm in Victor to stock up. Click the smiling face below for more photos :-)
Update: I got my first random drug test in three years, a week after this post :-) My employer does follow my blog…
btw: I’m still working!
Isn’t that goat crack?
It’s quite possible that the words goat and crack have never been combined into a sentence during the entire history of the English language. Well done Skoge!
Thank you, I am honored to be your dealer. Lets stay in touch and I can supply you through the winter if you’d like!? I really appreciate your post, it means so much to me to have you as a friend and supporter.