Monday 19 April 2010

Sweat and Balls

Not doing crack anymore I rarely see anyone from the old crack days. I never really saw them anyway, they were mostly people I saw during bouts of no crack and then sharing for when I'd no crack again.

Only today I came across Zim Van Bindle on the bus. Zim Van (to his friends) shouted down the bus at me "HEY DUDE, I OWE YOU SOME SMOKING TIME", then he realised that everyone was staring at him and he started shouting:



Then he danced all the way up the bus with his big blood shot eyes and a biscuit tin he'd probably been busking with.

"HE DUDE, YOU GETTING OFF AT THE NEXT STOP FOR SOME YAY?"

"Yes," I said. I planned to get off the bus with him and kick his fuck in but once off I went back and had a smoke of crack with him for old times sake.