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Have you noticed that you can't even carry an innocent wrap of ketamine through the streets of Soho without getting barked at by the local drug dog?

Well don't worry, I've worked out how to get past these indescriminate, four-legged, law machines.

Get yourself a dog - or borrow one if you have to. Wrap your drugs in a condom or other such lubricated, waterproof recepticle. Now...carefully...insert the package into the dogs bottom.

When the sniffer dogs start nosing around your dogs bum the police will simply assume their well trained dog is lapsing back into normal dog behaviour and pull it away.

Now your only problem is retrieving drugs from an annoyed Alsation's bottom.


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i used to put the ketamine into the coke. then id go to the cars and hang out with the guys. the funniest situations derived from that. "what was that sting" *huh?* transsexuals were the funniest reactors to ketaminized coke, usually ending up in headbanging drama. and oh, i remember walking back to the club and the bouncer said: "dude, there is a guy hanging from you, and i look and there was a little dude that was in the car before and he climbed my back and i didnt even notice".
but yeah, putting stuff into a dogs pit will definitely be categorized as peta-sanctioned behaviour.

According to an anaesthetist I met a while ago, ketamine is still used in adults during surgery in some cases. WBR LeoP

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