| Comment | Didnt mind the coke heads. I was in Motherwell/Wishaw mostly and it was all smack heads. Gets quite depressing after a while. Knowing that there was going to be a rush of fares to certain flats at midnight cause thats when the gyro gets paid in.
Always remembed this one woman i picked up with her man, both steaming and going to a known dealers flat. She gets out the car and a kid playing on the street with his pals says "...mum?"
She says hi son and runs past the kid who looked about 10 and straight up the close to get her fix. Wobbles back into the car 5 minutes later and goes back to her mans via the bevvy shop.
That was when i said fuck this job. |
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