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Before my sister died, we had a form of opiates (i'm not sure what, i was 14 at the time) in the house that would have got over 5000 if we had sold them on the street, "just in case" she we suffering from any severe pain.
Luckily, her friends were too young, and I kept it from my friends, so we were never faced with "that" element.
Funny thing is we never used them, and they wouldn't take them back, so we just had to bin them.
But yeah, people, as a general rule, suck ass.
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