Tweekin'

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Well, it didn’t take long for the festivities to begin.  Allen pulled out a package of cocaine, in a form I’ve never seen before.  As he dangled a plastic sandwich bag containing what looked like a bag full of teeth, I noticed a change come over our female guest.  When at first they seemed quiet and withdrawn, all of a sudden these two ladies became animated and talkative

“By the way, my name is Shirley.”  Said the one sitting closest to me.  “And this

is my cousin Darlene.  Allen says you’re from Las Vegas?”

“Yeah,” I said, “but, I was born and raised here in OKC.”

“Oh really?”  Shirley replied, with mock excitement. 

“Yep! Really!”  I responded half hardly, as my attention was turned suddenly to Allen, as I watch him remove a leather pouch the size of an eyeglass case from his pocket.  He carefully untied the pouch and slowly removed its contents and placed them on the coffee table.

“What are those glass and metal tubes for?”  I asked.

“They’re called straight shooters.  This is what we’re gone use to smoke the crack on.”

“What about that wire there, what you gon’ do with that?” 

“We use it to push the screens from one end of the straight shooter to the other end.”

“Why?”  I asked, with persistence.

“Frank! If you’ll just wait a minute, it’ll all come together.”  Allen said as he reached into the sandwich bag and pulled out one of he tooth shaped pieces of dope.  He laid the dope on a small mirror and used a single edged razor blade to cut it in half, and then each half in to quarters.  He then picked up a wad of copper brillo – the kind used for scrubbing pots and pans - broke a small piece of it off and stuck it on the end of one of the wires.  He reached for his cigarette lighter and burned the piece of brillo until all of the copper was burned off and it was black.  He then grabbed one of the glass tubes and stuffed the burned brillo into one end of it and used the wire to make sure it fit tight inside the tube.  He picked up one of the pieces of crack and placed it on the end of the tube.  Holding his head back, he balanced the piece of crack on the end of the tube until it reached his mouth.  He then struck his cigarette lighter, held it to the tip of the tube and inhaled until the crack melted into the brillo.  At this point, he straightened his head, held the lighter to the end of the tube and inhaled a long breath and held the smoke from the drug in his lungs. When finally he blew the smoke from the crack out, he then placed the tube into Darlene’s mouth and held the flame again to the end and she inhaled smoke.  While holding the smoke in, Darlene’s eyes became large and bucked as her head turned quickly from side to side, as if she was looking for somebody who was in the room one second and gone the next.  When I started to speak she interrupted me.

“Sshh!  Listen!” she said, as her head continued to swivel from side to side.

“Ooo girl!  You otta quit.”  Shirley said, “She alright Frank, she just tweekin’”

“Tweekin’?” I said, “What’s tweekin’?”

Shirley and Allen looked at each other and started laughing at me and she went on to explain that tweekin’ was what they do, and it was part of the high for some people.

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