Best pills I ever had were a batch of tiny caplets filled with pure hydrocodone. I had two ruptured discs in my neck and couldn't have anything with acetaminophen in it at the time (long story, not liver related). At first I was prescribed Ultram, which was completely worthless; all it did was make me sleepy. So the doc called in a special order for the custom hydrocodone capsules. The were pure bliss. Just a nice clean, strong buzz.

So... I get the pills, take a few and suddenly I felt good enough to go out. Naturally I went to the Great Alaskan Bush Company with a friend. We popped a few of the tiny capsules, went inside and who was in there with a rain coat on and his hat pulled down low? My neurosurgeon. Lol. He winked at me and tapped the side of his nose, which I believe means something about keeping things secret
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