America is just so weird in what they think is right and wrong. Like, I was watching 'Breaking Bad' the other day, and they were cooking meth. I could literally cook meth because of that show. It's a how-to. And then they bleeped out the word 'f__k'. And I'm like, really? They killed a guy, and disintegrated his body in acid, but you're not allowed to say 'f__k'? It's like when they bleeped 'molly' at the VMAs. Look what I'm doing up here right now, and you're going to bleep out 'molly'?
When you're trying to look pretty, it's a lot easier to compare you to other people. I always felt intimidated in pilot season trying to audition for 'the girlfriend.' Whereas when it's like, 'you're auditioning for the part of this meth addict, trailer park whatever,' it's like, 'Great!'
At first, I thought 'this series is going to be all about death and desecration,' but instead became a more complex landscape of human relationships. I hope I put something of these feelings into the portraits that I made of the characters, which were landscapes in themselves. An irony in the subject of crystal meth is how beautifully it resembles the desert sky.
Don't get me wrong. Sacramento is a lovely place, particularly for those with a fondness for methamphetamines. For the meth-addled, Sacramento had conveniently placed a Greyhound bus station just yards from the statehouse where Austria's finest was sworn in as governor of the great state of California.
J. Maarten Troost
Don't kid yourself by saying that one time can't make you addicted. It can. I believed it couldn't too when I first tried meth. I was so, so wrong. The worst part about it is that you won't realize what has happened immediately afterwards. Addiction is a gradual process and it doesn't happen overnight. But trust me when I tell you that one time is all that it takes to set this into motion. It can and it will.
I grew up in the Southwest Bronx. Father an accountant, mother a schoolteacher. Brother was six years older, which explains why I gobbled crystal meth at 12, smoked hashish at 13, and was shooting smack at 17, which explains how I got Hepatitis C, which was the basis of my first book, which was a humor book about dying.
Mass shootings are all part of a vast Left-wing conspiracy to undermine the 2nd Amendment and deprive your 6-year-old of his God-given right to bring a Bushmaster to class for "show and tell"... The one he got from his psychotic, meth-addicted uncle's trailer while the latter was out getting the Confederate flag tattooed on his face. Remember, guns don't kill: the dimwits who insist EVERYONE should have the right to own 'em do.
Quentin R. Bufogle
I think it's better to be comfortable in your skin than to be miserable being who you are. Sure, the meth is horrible. It ruins people from the inside out. It's a waiting game - it's not a matter of if it destroys you, but rather a matter of when it will. I've made it this far. I'm not sending a message that it's "cool" to be on drugs and tell everyone about it. I don't sum myself up as a drug addict and a hooker. That's not what I am. Those are juts things I do, they don't define me. Jobs and addictions do not make us who we are.
I want a drink. I want fifty drinks. I want a bottle of the purest, strongest, most destructive, most poisonous alcohol on Earth. I want fifty bottles of it. I want crack, dirty and yellow and filled with formaldehyde. I want a pile of powder meth, five hundred hits of acid, a garbage bag full of mushrooms, a tube of glue bigger than a truck, a pool of gas large enough to drown in. I want something anything whatever however as much as I can.
We know, for instance, that there is a direct, inverse relationship between frequency of family meals and social problems. Bluntly stated, members of families who eat together regularly are statistically less likely to stick up liquor stores, blow up meth labs, give birth to crack babies, commit suicide, or make donkey porn. If Little Timmy had just had more meatloaf, he might not have grown up to fill chest freezers with Cub Scout parts.
Simon rolled his eyes. 'It's a good thing we know the person who's dating Magnus Bane, ' he said. 'Otherwise, I get the feeling we'd all just lie around all the time wondering what the hell to do next. Or trying to raise the money to hire him by selling lemonade or something.' Alec looked merely irritated by this comment. 'The only way you could raise enough money to hire Magnus by selling lemonade is if you put meth in it.
They were Chinese vampires. They were discovered during renovation work at the Bok Kai Temple in Old Sacramento. One of the priests there told his brother about them. The brother's whatever the Chinese version of mobbed up is. Alex here thinks he's using them to distract the Nortenos and the Black Dragons long enough to take over the marijuana trade in Sacramento using the stuff they're making in a bunch of grow houses in Elk Grove." Ted stared at me. "And will the Chinese vampires be joined by legions of Korean werewolves who have been cooking meth in trailer parks in Truckee? "No. The werewolves are refusing to get involved. Trust me, I've tried to talk them into helping. They'll have nothing to do with it.
SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET IN THE CAR GIRL, YOUR HIGH BEAMS IS ON, I WONDER HOW THEY FIT IN THAT BRA WE IN THE FRONT SEAT, SPLITTIN' CIGARS I'M ON MY JOB SO YOU HANDCUFFIN' HO ASS NIGGAS, BE ON YOUR GUARD ESPECIALLY ON LADIES NIGHT, I LIKE IT WHEN THEY TAKE A SWALLOW STRAIGHT OUT THE BOTTLE, BUT THAT AIN'T LADY-LIKE I CALL 'EM LIL' PET NAMES LIKE MA AND BOO-BOO SO EVERYTIME I SEE YOUR GIRLFRIEND, NEVER CONFUSE YOU WITH THE NEXT DOWN-ASS CHICK, THAT PLAY A PART THAT'S COOL ENOUGH TO PARDON MY FRENCH MENAGE A TROIS METH MAN, REAL TALK, DON'T MEAN TO PUT YOU ON THE SPOT BUT I KNOW A SPOT TO KICK YOUR HEELS OFF I'M NOT AS DIRTY AS THAT BASTARD, BE BUT STILL A VILLAIN, I SERVE 'EM DICK DASTARDLY HERE'S A LITTLE TASTE OF ICE CREAM II SO PUT SOME VICKY SECRET ON, TRICK, I MIGHT SWING THROUGH
The decision-making part of the brain of an individual who has been using crystal meth is very interesting. When Carly and Andy were in their apartment, they ran out of drugs. They sold every single thing they had except two things: a couch and a blow torch. They had to make a decision because something had to be sold to buy more drugs. A normal person would automatically think, Sell the blow torch. But Andy and Carly sat on the couch, looking at the couch and looking at the blow torch, and the choice brought intense confusion. The couch? The blow torch? I mean, we may not need the blow torch today, but what about tomorrow? If we sell the couch, we can still sit wherever we want. But the blow torch? A blow torch is a very specific item. If you're doing a project and you need a blow torch, you can't substitute something else for it. You would have to have a blow torch, right? In the end, they sold the couch.
I PREFER TO SEE YA MASSACRE ... GOLDEN ERA UNIVERSAL MASTERS, SPIT FLOWS COLDER THAN NEBRASKA YOU GOT ME MADDER THEN METH, SO I'MMA WET SOMETHIN' NEVER REGRET NOTHIN', STYLES BE RUNNIN' RAMPANT LIKE A MARATHON SOLDIERS IN WAR LIKE BABYLON, SUPREME CAPRICORN HITTIN' LIKE I WAS MEGATRON, NIGGAS GETTIN' KILLED FOR THEY RAP UPON I WANT THUGS FOR A WHILE TO RAP ALONG UNDERGROUND MENTALITY, BLOWIN' HOLES THROUGH YA FACULTY LYRICS'LL SPRAY RAPIDLY, YOU SMALL FIGURES COULDN'T CARRY ME RUNNIN' AROUND TALKIN' 'YOU SOME VETERANS' YOU GETTIN' BUMPED FROM PRIME TIME LIKE DAVID LETTERMAN BETTER START FRONTIN', IN TIME, I RAN THROUGH BETTER MEN SOLOMON GOT YA TREMBLIN', WIT KILLA BEEZ SIGHTIN' FROM NEW YORK TO FLORIDA YOU AND YA TEAM UP NORTH ROCKIN' THE FAKE NAUTICA PLAYIN' THE DON QUARTER, NOW WHO'S A BIG WILLIE... SHIT, I REMEMBER WILLIE FOR SHO THOUGH, YOU AIN'T THE KILLER YOU SORT SOME KINDA REPORTER FOR THIS RAP COURT I FEEL NEED TO SHOW OFF THIS LAW BEFORE ORDER IT'S BRICK IN THE BORDER, FOR MANSLAUGHTER I SEE DREAMS TO LIVE MY LIFE AS AN EXTORTER NOT CAUSE NOTHIN' TO THINGS I THOUGHT OFF BANDS BE SNEAKIN' IN THE TUNNEL WIT THE QUARTER THAT'S WORD TO MY GRANDFATHER'S DAUGHTE