Encounters with Crackheads

[EQ.]

I've come to realize one of the few universal themes that unites us as people, is having some sort of intentional/unintentional dealings/convo with crackheads.Sometimes its blatantly obvious that you are dealing with a crackhead and other times it takes a second or two to recognize the symptoms. Whatever the case we all leave the situation with the same response “ was I doing talking to that crackhead?"

I was prolly 8 or so, me and my big bro where heading home from school. This is back in Kenya where we we had to take public transportation to a known drug haven/crime ridden spot in order to cross a bridge to make it to our “nicer” house. Anyway my bro was giving me a hard time because of the haircut my other brother gave me when we were approached by one of the local crackheads.





Big Bro: you should've just had him cut it all of.
Me: you know I got a weird shaped head , I don't need that stress at school
Big Bro: all im saying is he should've cu.....
Crackhead: Sema!!!!!!! (swahili for wasup/hello) *as he point in our direction and yells*
Big Bro: * fakes knowing the guy * Ayy wassuupp!!
Crackheads: Remember me!!! I tried to sell you that new DMX tape...
Big Bro: *nods head in rememberance* Ahhhhh .....Yeah but the tape was blank.....
Crackhead: …..Anyway I have some new things for sale, new music, movies and shoes for the girl *as he looks in my direction*
Me: * i look around to confirm that he is addressing me, i then confirm that he is infact addressing me*
Crackhead: Yes You

Big Bro: :goofy: thats my kid bro, he's not a girl...anyway what music and movi...
Crackhead: Thats not a girl? How do you explain the sexy legs and smooth skin huh? She looks like a young Alek Wek (note: Alek Wek was a Sudanese model known for her short hair and dark skin tone...she was the wesley snipes of Africa at that time)

Big Bro+ Me : *synchronized*

Passerbys: :patricehaha:
Crackhead: *disgusted by our apparent lies* you know what if you don't want the shoes just say no, no need in trying to lie that she is a he. I have other customers who appreciate my products...*shouts as he mimics washing his hands off this encounter* KWAHERI!!! ( swahili for bye)
Me:

Big Bro:

I got nothing but grief from my bro and my homies from that day on whenever I walked the bridge home. Crackhead would see me from a distance couple times when I was walking home with my homies and at that time 'Backstreet boys' were hitting so to add even more grief he would yell/sing “Ayoo sexy legs, QUIT PLAYING GAMES WITH MY HEART!

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[Ricky Church]

Haven't read shyt yet. But them smileys.

 

[triplehate]

Crackhead: Aye yo bruh

Me: Sup

Crackhead: Whats size drawls you wear?

Me: THE fukk?

Crackhead: why you acting angry, I got some Hanes right here still in the plastic

Me:

 

[EQ.]

Haven't read shyt yet. But them smileys.

i just try to show as close as possible what i was going through at that time

 

[The 2020 New Member]

i had a crack head (local fiend, we called him 'cracky') ask me for a quarter and when i said no, he blurted "well how's about 20 bucks?". i walked away.

a few days later, the same crack head offered me a pair of dirty capris and suggested that they'd be a wonderful gift for my girlfriend. his response to my refusal this time around was "welp, have a nice father's day!" but it was september.

the last time i saw cracky, he was strutting down the street singing something like "Don't feeeeed your dog that pepperoni!".

 

[ADK]

This one time a crackhead showed up to my doorstep trynna sell Windex to
me. She asked if my mom or dad was home and I was like nah, then she busted out laughing and I'm like She was sweatin like a muthafukka too.

 

[observe]

I used to get my dikk sucked by crack head bytches on the late nite when I was thirsting...shoot em a quick $10 and it's on..

 

[Just like bruddas]

I used to get my dikk sucked by crack head bytches on the late nite when I was thirsting...shoot em a quick $10 and it's on..

 

[Psychosis]

I came out the subway after school, and a grown azz puerto rican man was crying. Tears streaming down his face. I had never seen a male cry before.

He asked for money for similac to feed his baby. ....Without hesitation i jump into and ask him how much is was. Dude says $7.00 from the bodega.

I easily give him the money, feeling like . I go home and my mama tells me about this druggie on the corner crying hysterically and scammin for dough, and two people gave him money.

My soul was crushed, I was so heated. $7 was a lot of money for a lil dude. That was debbie snack cakes for days..

Ididn't tell my mom tho, she would've beat my ass.

 

[Camammal]

Happened in downtown Houston, just came out of subway after eating my sandwich.

Crackhead: Hey brutha! im so hungry, can you help a dude out with some change?

Me: I don't have any change (lie, i had $500 in my pocket) but i can get you a sandwich at the subway right here?

Crackhead: Man, i don't want no sandwich

Me: My nikka, are you hungry or what?

Crackhead: Why can't i get a few bucks? i seen you in there with some bills. Don't be stingy!!!

Me: My dude, you have to be retarded. So somebody offers your ass some free food and thats not good enough? Im not about to give you shyt.

Crackhead: fukk YOU! *shoves me*

( Yo, i dreamed of knocking a crackhead out but i didnt have the heart to hit him in the face) Hit this dude with the swift jab to the chest and dude was

Crackhead: *stumbling around* Ayyyy WHY YOU HIT ME BRUH, fukk YOU!! MAN fukk YOU!!!

Me: fukk outta my face bruh before i actually knock you out.

Crackhead: So you ain't got a dollar?!

Me: *throws about 64 cent on the floor and walks away*

That is why i don't even stop from them nikkas anymore.

 

[DallasTxRep]

I used to get my dikk sucked by crack head bytches on the late nite when I was thirsting...shoot em a quick $10 and it's on..

 

[QuintessentialBM]

The ugliest female crackhead came up to me while I was pumping gas......

her: Can you give me a ride to A, B & C .........

me: Long pause....... (thinking to myself... MAAN F**K!!!!) OK


So we riding and she's telling me how she just got out of jail and dumb s**t. She ask me to take her home so I drove her to her house and tried to carry on a hour conversation when I just want her to get out of my car so I can finish paying my bills and go get my haircut...... This b***h peeped game and knew what the score was..... this is how it went down..

her: Can I get 20 from you because my sister ain't home and I need something to eat?

me: I don't have anymore money, I only have my bill money. You can get out of my car now.....

her: I'll suck yo d**k... (and then the ugly bytch smiled.... All that crack that she had used disintegrated this b***h's mouth. B***h's gums were 12:01 and she had one brown toof....... ONE)

 

[QuintessentialBM]

me: (thinking...... AWNAW HELLNAW, MAYNE..... I'M NOT STICKING MY D**K INTO THIS NASTY B***H'S MOUF!!!!!! THIS B***H GOT TO GO!!!!!!!) I want you out of my car, NOW.

She starts begging me like while I'm tellin the b***h she gotta exit, stage right. We argue for about 3 minutes while she is slowly getting out of my car while still trying to convince me to take that nasty a** head. I give her 10 to get the f**k out of my car and she finally gets out whining and crying.. I literally pushed this b***h out of my car from the driver's seat, slam the door shut quickly and peeled the f**k off....

I went to pay the rest of my bills to try to dodge this chick because I was trying to get my haircut and the shop is next to the store where I was getting gas at. I drive back towards the shop about an hour later and this same crackhead b***h was walking around the shop parking lot.... I went home and got my head cut on Tuesday.... I went the whole weekend looking like

 

[Cat piss martini]

you made this thread to show off your smilies....

Spoiler

good job

 

[Darth Nubian]

I was on the porch blowing loud and a fiend ran up on me like "Excuse me sir, is the lady of the house home?" Ol' boy tried to sell me a ziplock bag of old fish, a six pack of Old Milwaukee, and a size 22 dress.