Dateless Bargain

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to pay our respects to Balls, Mustard and Blendy. They died as they lived, mixing chemicals to make drugs in their basement. And much like their lives, the drugs they made were of inferior quality. They were supposed to be addictive but every tweeker and junkie only ever got maybe a mild buzz, if that. On many occasions, they seemed quite lucky, escaping the police and the Mexican drug cartels. It’s sad how they found their end simply due to misreading the warning labels on the over-the-counter chemicals. Let their lives be a tale of caution.