So here we are day 62! Fucking day 62....ODAAT has become my new motto. well I'm very proud of myself. I kicked the nic bitch of my back last night. Here a little story. I'm at work and doing what I do. I handle a dope dog so I was training and hiding dope for him. I was in the gym at work and what was on the counter.... a half full bag of leaf red man. The very stuff I started on 21+ years ago. I was the only one there. A partner of mine left the bag by the stereo.... well it found its way into my line of vision.... I walked away and even looked away... all along looking for a hiring place.. well after about 7 circles around the gym, I grabbed the bag... opened it and looked around.... then I hear.. "no one is here.. it's cool. go for it". I smell the bag, pause and said buck you bitch followed by placing a control amount of narcotics in the bag, sealing it and then throwing it in the corner by the leg extension machine and walking away.. in the next room I found my buddy. I walked in and he asked me what's up bro... I said nothing and kept hiding odors for my dog.
A short time later, I worked my dog on what I hid. Not even a zip lock red man bag can stop a trained dope dog... so why let it stop a trained dope dog handler..
Fuck off Nic-Bitch... go mind Fuck someone else....
Thanks for listening fellas....
