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So there I am wandering down to the offy for some ale for the night. Behind me is a young lad walking down who decides its a good idea to ring his mate.

Conversation goes like this

So, yeh, I've got about an eighth in pocket, yeh, skunk, good stuff an all, Yeh, course I can get you some, how much you want? If we club together I can get an ounce from Stevie, let me have your cash then and I'll collect it tomorrow.

So now, I'm there and in front of me is another bloke walkimng his dog. Either of us could have been plod or the local anti drugs co-ordinator or a parent who had lost a child to drugs.

So there you are, drugs screw your brains so much you lose all common sense.