So I'm sitting at home last night with my gf watching TV...and I get a text message from my younger sister...
Jenny: Hey would you be able to get two cycles of winstrome? My friend is looking for it
Me: There's no such thing as "winstrome" tell your friend to do some research before he starts injecting hormones into his body
Jenny: Sorry it's winstrol
Me: What he's asking for doesn't make sense. What does his "cycle" consist of?
Me: He needs to read
Jenny: Google it
Me: Google why doing winstrol by itself is a terrible idea
Jenny: He works for a hospital he knows wat he's talking about
Me: Then why is he asking me?
Jenny: Cuz he can't get it duhh lol
Me: Lol your friend is a retard and I want no part of what he's doing
Jenny: He knows what's he's doing he already has the other shit to mix it
Me: Tell him I said good luck
Jenny: Trust me he's not stupid at all
Me: Then he'll be fine without my input
Jenny: Yea he will be str8 I was just helping u make some money
Me: I'm cool...thanks
My sister has a very long list of bad character judgments in her very short life...so I find it hilarious that she says "trust me he's not stupid at all"...I also thought the "He works for a hospital he knows wat he's talking about" was great, as if working at a hospital somehow qualifies you for anything related to AAS, or just anything in general. Good times. I also find it funny that my sister has somehow got in her head that I'm a dealer of gear??? The only gear I've ever touched was for my own use. *sigh*...kids these days
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