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BLOG SEVENTEEN

What $50?

First published – June 12 2007.

Back again,

Back in the mid nineties when I was a young fella 15 or 16 I used to have a flat at a place in Mawson A.C.T known as the wall.

I was living there with a flat mate named Duncan that I went to school with and my mate Andrew usually stayed most nights not to mention chicks and mates crashing on the regular.

Anyway one night Andrew and I were coming home from a few games of basketball and discussing how we were going to get our smoke on and some coin for a feed.

Short on ideas we headed back to the flat where we found Duncan and a few mates drinking piss and organizing where they could score the best fifty of pot from.

As we walked in I noticed they had there fifty bucks sitting on the table so I picked it up.

As soon as I pocketed the cash they all started questioning me as they had seen me do it in plain sight.

You should have seen the look on there face‟s when I said it wasn‟t me!

Of course Andrew backed my story and the whole thing turned into a big argument which turned physical once Andrew poured Duncan‟s marijuana plant, soil and all on to Duncan‟s head!

The Andrew and Duncan started wrestling and hitting each other as I took on two of Duncan‟s mates.

A third guy sat out. (Jeff).

Don‟t think I was some hero though; luckily the two I was punching on with were twins which meant they were a carbon copy of each others skinny physic.

I hit one of them twice and they both bolted.

By this stage Andrew and Duncan had spilled outside of the flat and pergola thing and into the communal grassed area.

Duncan had picked Andrew up in a sort of spear tackle and dropped him on to his collar bone snapping it instantly.

I ran outside because of the scream Andrew had let out just as Duncan raised up over Andrew and began smashing him.

I went to help out when suddenly Jeff the guy who sat the melee out changed his mind and tackled me to support Duncan.

I threw him off after a short struggle and then tried to fly kick Duncan in the face.

I missed the face but I got his neck which got him away from Andrew and then I let him run off down the street.

We stormed inside and Andrew went into Duncan‟s room of the flat and set all his things on fire which then made created a thick smoke making the walls black, he put the blaze out by pissing on Duncan‟s charred stuff.

I never saw Duncan again after that.

Me and Andrew ended the evening by finishing of Duncan and companies case of beer which washed down the pizza and pipes we got for th $50.

Oops I mean what fifty dollars??

Kids..lol

Back soon.