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How can we tell?But he'll be mentally sluggish.
No Honeymooners references.How can we tell?
“He tripped over the ottoman like like like like Archie Bunker.”How can we tell?
So not only does he have to fix his house, he now has to cover a cardiac ER visit. The bills just keep coming.
Holy fuck, ive seen that stuff by the Rhino pills (ZaZa is that the label said) at this tobacco store down the road.Sounds like Etizolam judging by the time frame. Generally speaking, RC benzos have only become more and more powerful and more potent MG to MG, and less and less ‘researched’ as they get banned by the year. Etiz was at least a prescription in a few countries so it had legit testing and literature published about it, it was just never used or talked about by the medical community in America/Britain. Tianeptine is a BAD one to withdraw from too because its like an antidepressant and opiate mixed together. Very odd compound. I cant believe they sell in over the counter at gas stations around here. Its called Tianna.
@PhishHoly fuck, ive seen that stuff by the Rhino pills (ZaZa is that the label said) at this tobacco store down the road.
What kind of loophole allows that to be sold? The conspiracy theorist in me blames big Pharma trying to get the general population totally dependent on pills of some sort.
Holy fuck, ive seen that stuff by the Rhino pills (ZaZa is that the label said) at this tobacco store down the road.
What kind of loophole allows that to be sold? The conspiracy theorist in me blames big Pharma trying to get the general population totally dependent on pills of some sort.
It was only ever a prescription medication in France and Russia to the best of my knowledge not in the USA so it's not scheduled. Pharmacologically it is unlike anything else in it's receptor activity (the opiate receptors being hit is some kind of side effect at higher doses) so it's technically not an analog of anything that is controlled either.What kind of loophole allows that to be sold?
Chapter 1.
Chapter 27: Death
The sterile hospital room enveloped Anthony Cumia, its harsh fluorescence casting a pallor over his frail form. Days of confinement had left him weakened, and his world had been reduced to the space between those clinical walls. By his side sat his steadfast sister, Dawn, offering a reassuring presence in the midst of his trying ordeal.
"Tell me, Dawn," Anthony murmured, his voice tinged with feebleness, "Have people reached out with well wishes through social media?"
Dawn, her concern etched in her expression, nodded gently. "Yes, Anthony, many of your fans indeed have."
Anthony nodded, his anticipation evident. "Fuck the fans. What about my friends? Let's start with Jim," he requested. "What did he say?"
Dawn's countenance darkened with a hint of regret as she delivered the news. "Jim... he hasn't said anything, Anthony."
"He is probably busy fucking his ass. Gavin, then? Did he, at the very least, share his well wishes?"
Dawn's tone remained regretful as she continued to deliver the somber news. "No, Anthony. Gavin has remained silent on the matter."
A palpable sense of disappointment washed over Anthony. "Perhaps he too is busy fucking his ass" he mused softly. His thoughts then drifted to Sue, his true love that was not to be. "And ...Sue ...Sue Lightning?" he inquired carefully.
Dawn hesitated momentarily, her gaze falling to her brother. "I'm afraid Sue hasn't either," she admitted.
A heavy sigh escaped Anthony's lips. "I guess he too could be busy fucking his ass. Did Joe say anything?"
"Joe is in Vegas gambling away your money", Dawn said regretfully.
Dawn, her heart heavy with empathy, sought to console her brother. "Perhaps they're preoccupied, Anthony, or..."
The room fell into a subdued silence as Anthony's thoughts turned to Missy, his beloved beard. She should have been there, but wasn't. "It appears that no one cares," he murmured, his eyes closing as tears welled up.
Dawn finally spoke up. "Anthony, there's something I need to tell you," she began.
Anthony looked at her, his eyes filled with curiosity and vulnerability.
Dawn continued cautiously, "Opie... he sent you well wishes."
Anthony's surprise was palpable. "Opie? Are you serious?"
Dawn nodded solemnly. "Yes, Anthony. Opie sent you well wishes. It seems he was the one who showed kindness when you needed it most."
In the room's silence, Anthony's shitty heart was heavy with regret. Opie's well wishes reminded him of the friendship they had lost, and he couldn't help but wish for a chance to mend their fractured relationship.
As if life itself were echoing his remorse, Anthony's face contorted in pain. His chest tightened, and his breathing grew erratic. In a frantic rush, alarms blared, and the hospital staff stormed into the room.
Thank you, language model bot
Garrett Andritz and Steve Conti were filling in for Anthony, at the very end of the show they asked Erock if there was any news about Anthony and he said Ant was still in surgery.
You’re probably in a bad fucking place if the hospital needs to give you alcohol so you don’t die.
He probably doesn’t eat much. He’s not quite at the ascites stage Lady Di was in during the internship but she wasn’t eating much at all.How is Anthony not a fat slob from drinking so much. I have a few beers a few times a week and I balloon up and I’m half his age. Fuck me
From this side of the pond that looks less like conspiracy theory and more like plain reality.The conspiracy theorist in me blames big Pharma trying to get the general population totally dependent on pills of some sort.
Drunkorexic. You basically starve yourself all day. Then have a few drinks when your stomach grumbles. Hence Anthony having bloated hands and a beer gut. But then stick thin arms and legs like twigs.How is Anthony not a fat slob from drinking so much. I have a few beers a few times a week and I balloon up and I’m half his age. Fuck me
Sounds like another alcoholic we know.Drunkorexic. You basically starve yourself all day. Then have a few drinks when your stomach grumbles. Hence Anthony having bloated hands and a beer gut. But then stick thin arms and legs like twigs.
Have you not seen swollen hands, face and distended stomach, funster?How is Anthony not a fat slob from drinking so much. I have a few beers a few times a week and I balloon up and I’m half his age. Fuck me
Was in the middle of saying the same thing and saw your post, Longerster.Drunkorexic. You basically starve yourself all day. Then have a few drinks when your stomach grumbles. Hence Anthony having bloated hands and a beer gut. But then stick thin arms and legs like twigs.
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