LSDrejø skrev:
At folk mister tænder efter længere tids misbrug skyldes stoffet nedsætter spytproduktionen (det er dog ikke kun meth der gør det) og derved ødelægger syrebalancen i munden - og så er der frit slag for Karius og Baktus.
Eller også skyldes det at methfreaks ikke børster tænder... og desuden ikke spiser nok.
batterisyrer? Nej, der bruges ikke batterisyrer til methproduktion.
- Jeg tror at grunden til at meth har fået det ry det har fået, er på grund af den gængse produktion.
Det kan laves ud fra eferdrin, som tidligere blev solgt i ethvert supermarked i USA(derovre er det i supermarkedet du køber OTC medicin, og du kan købe alt det du vil)
Da der har været SÅ mange som har produceret, har der været rigtig mange som har haft mulighed for at tage store nok mængder af til dem selv, til at de har kunne gå komplet amok... Læser man på div. forums, er der historier om folk som har været vågen i +10 dage... De ting man gør, efter 5-10 dage uden søvn, er skræmmende. (Og så skal meth-freaks af en eller anden årsag også helst have våben
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Her er en række gode eksempler!:
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*) Thinking the house was bugged so we would write nots to each other about illicit activities then we would take the time to say things that would exculpate us in the eyes of the law (ie "so, it's a damn good thing we no longer are involved with methamphetamine manufacture or sales") .. of course logic was GONE - if they put a bug in the house why couldnt they have just, well, seen the methlab and busted us?
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*) Somehow we decided that we were being watched by agents, but this was common, the thing is, this time they were around the house, one in the tree outside the front door.. so when making a dash to the car I took several 9mm shots into the tree while my other housemate took a few shots into the bushes .. killed them fuckers!
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*) The most lethal - there are currently 3 people living in our lab, one is away out of state and the other has made a cash run that will take him at least 2 hours.. so it's just me and a friend, well, we here the door open but the "entry phrase" isn't announced.. see, this was our system, when you left to go somewhere you would say some random phrase, when you returned home you had to say the same phrase if all was cool, if there were problems (ie the DEA got you and forced you to go back home to bust your fellow cooks) you would announce some other phrase .. well, the door opens and nothing is said.. to make a long story short - a 20 gauge shot is fired through the bedroom door, luckily it missed the intruder - the girlfriend of the roomate that failed to cancel his plans with her when he had to make the unexpected cash run.. needless to say, after she finished crying she left to never return, they later broke up .. I wonder why?
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A friend of mine woke me up around 1am in the morning wanting to look at my local community paper that gets delivered free every week to everyone is the suburbs. He wanted to check my paper with his to make sure someone hadn't "planted" a fake newspaper at his house. "Whatever would make you think that?" I asked him.
He used to work night shift at a mass production bakery so he would leave for work around midnight - 1am and return early morning. It was winter and he never had any problem getting his car started or ice on the windows or whatever. Anyway, in this local paper was a full page advertisment with the headline "Is ice on your windows driving you crazy?" or something like that. It just so happened that on this particular day when he left for work his windows were covered in ice and he thought the cops had set him up to drive him nuts. He started telling me someone was in his roof stealing his electricity, there was a little spot on his wall during the day that would turn to a light at night and demanding I tell him what it was, the cops had bugged his car with a remote control to turn on and off his turbo whenever they filled like it. He said he was speeding at nearly 200kph through red lights and no one was stopping him. I'm sitting with him in my jocks at 1 in the morning (I have kids and a family so it was unusual for me to be up that time during the week) and he tells me other people are in my house and I've got them hiding from him. I'd never encountered a meth-psychosis person before and I'd known him all my life and he was freaking me out. We laughed about it after though.
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