i am currently witnessing the most ridiculous drug-deal ever.

[davidm]

so, from my flat i can hear/see a group of about 6 men and a couple of women loudly discussing various pills and how much they want them for.

this included a man going through various notes by checking them against the sun and a couple of neds going round the block of flats on bmxs patrolling the place.

this is also across two roads and a train track and yet i can see/hear everything.

go aberdeen's drug trade!

yes, i'm very very very bored.

[Jeanette]

this is also across two roads and a train track and yet i can see/hear everything.

They must be shouting at each other!

[Alkaline]

so, from my flat i can hear/see a group of about 6 men and a couple of women loudly discussing various pills and how much they want them for.

this included a man going through various notes by checking them against the sun and a couple of neds going round the block of flats on bmxs patrolling the place.

this is also across two roads and a train track and yet i can see/hear everything.

go aberdeen's drug trade!

yes, i'm very very very bored.

You could've phoned the police...

[Pierre Von Mondragon]

I doubt that would be wise, he's actually used his address in 'location'.

[Alkaline]

I doubt that would be wise, he's actually used his address in 'location'.

Hmmm, i'd like to think that the drug dealers weren't simultaneously dealing and on the internet browsing Aberdeen Music...Stranger things have happened though.

[Larsen B]

He can go on a witness protection programme. Go on call the feds! Snitching is cool.

[Bigsby]

I miss living in Ferryhill, you just didn't get that nonsense there

Au contraire, we used to see them all the time from my mate's flat. Folk hang around doing them outside that paper shop at the bottom of Crown Street, opposite the chemists that dishes out methadone.

[Bigsby]

Or Alan Cynic harassing people by muttering about Ivor Cutler and Bridget St John.

[Lemonade]

Ah, that little bit has always been a hotspot for the unwanted. I used to walk past that Chemist every morning just before it opened and the place was swarming with junkies. I used to be up on Fonthill Road and they never really strayed as far as that. The worst you saw at night was some drunk office workers all falling about in Next suits... or me sitting on a wall talking about my chips.

I live on the corner of Crown Street and Bank Street, just near that chemist, and come the evening there are occasionally neds hanging around, or occasionally some mental looking people walking up Bank Street from the Ferryhill Tavern, but it's generally pretty quiet. The only undesirables I ever have come into contact with are the noisy bitches who live in the flat below mine and play their horrible chav music at full volume with all the windows open while drunkenly singing along and keeping the whole fucking street awake.

[Guest Jake Wifebeater]

Folk hang around doing them outside that paper shop at the bottom of Crown Street, opposite the chemists that dishes out methadone.

Ah, Notman's the Chemist, purveyors of the purest methadone in Aberdeen.

True story.

[Guest treader.]

what, actually? i thought that was a joke/myth.

[davewarden]

what, actually? i thought that was a joke/myth.

Methadone is legal,smack substitute.

You thinking of crystal meth?

[Guest Jake Wifebeater]

what, actually? i thought that was a joke/myth.

It's true enough, the methadone they supply is very pure. That's why so many get their "meff" from there. I love this job...

[Guest treader.]

Methadone is legal,smack substitute.

You thinking of crystal meth?

possibly. i know nothing about drugs because i'm a good boy.

[Alan Cynic]

Or Alan Cynic harassing people by muttering about Ivor Cutler and Bridget St John.

...and offering Lester a copy of a Gong CD for her mum

[davidm]

I doubt that would be wise, he's actually used his address in 'location'.

yes, ever since putting my address in 'location' i've received numerous threats from people on here who find my opinion-polarising posts just too risque. i actually am currently reading a death-threat i received from lepeep in the post after i disagreed with his opinion about the service industry. he claims he's going to send me anthrax next, you know.

[lepeep]

yes, ever since putting my address in 'location' i've received numerous threats from people on here who find my opinion-polarising posts just too risque. I actually am currently reading a death-threat i received from lepeep in the post after i disagreed with his opinion about the service industry. He claims he's going to send me anthrax next, you know.

that was private!...>like marzipan you damn grey skinned light house man.

[Pierre Von Mondragon]

Ooh, where can I get one of those machines. Does it do DVD+RW?

[Guest treader.]

that was private!...>like marzipan

davey man, marzipan is a private matter!

[DJ Jo-D]

I live on the corner of Crown Street and Bank Street, just near that chemist, and come the evening there are occasionally neds hanging around, or occasionally some mental looking people walking up Bank Street from the Ferryhill Tavern, but it's generally pretty quiet. The only undesirables I ever have come into contact with are the noisy bitches who live in the flat below mine and play their horrible chav music at full volume with all the windows open while drunkenly singing along and keeping the whole fucking street awake.

Shite sorry, was it you who phoned the police??

Seriously tho, I stay off crown street find it not too bad considering all the homes/hostely type places for these people (would say types but is there a type?)

[lepeep]

davey man, marzipan is a private matter!

dear mr Sting, did you just let off a tubby squeaker?

[Snowball]

I often see people slinking along a hedge on my street like they're looking for something. Professional woman on a bike, elderly guy, neds, all sorts. I often see one of my neighbours inserting packages in this hedge. Real smooth. I actually have no idea what's going on as the packages are quite big. Could be pirate DVDs but why go to the effort to conceal them in a rainy Aberdeen hedge?

[lepeep]

I often see people slinking along a hedge on my street like they're looking for something. Professional woman on a bike, elderly guy, neds, all sorts. I often see one of my neighbours inserting packages in this hedge. Real smooth. I actually have no idea what's going on as the packages are quite big. Could be pirate DVDs but why go to the effort to conceal them in a rainy Aberdeen hedge?

muggles....tsk tsk.

[Guest treader.]

dear mr Sting, did you just let off a tubby squeaker?

oonkle peetah!