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63 year old Tom Fieldman was your typical Brian Surgeon. He is very wealthy. 20 years earlier he married a women 23 years old. 2 years later he had a son. However, His now 18 year old son was getting into the "gansta" life.
Banging Hoes, Driving fast cars, and smoking crack.
Tom was rather curious. Why did all these black people smoke the crack? Dr. Tom simply had to find out. So he drove down to the black part of town, you know, where everything is run down and shitty. He sees a black guy with a doo rag on and waves him over.
"What you need old timer." The black guy says.
"Erm, 100 dollars of crack." Dr. Tom responds. He throws a white baggie into Toms car, and he hands him a benjim and drives off.
Dr. Tom was no fool, earlier today he had stolen a crack pipe from his son's room. Tom was ur average american, Never did drugs before, but got wasted a few times when he was younger at parties but never had a real alcohol problem or addiction.
Dr. Tom takes a huge hit of the crack.
His world changes forever from that moment on. He feels like Superman. He feels like he wants to come flying out of his car and rip his shirt off and kill somebody. Its love. Crack is his new life.
Dr. Tom comes home the next morning, very groggy.
"Where have you been all night Tom! And why arent you at work today! Did you forget you have work today or something!" Dr. Toms wife says in a frustrated tone.
"Nag nag bitch. Leave me be." Tom says and walks upstaires and gets in bed.
Tom's wife was simply dumb struck. After all thier time married, he never spoke to her like that. But she brushes it off and isn't too worried.
Tom lays in bed and thinks about crack. He falls asleep shortly and dreams of crack. He dreams of running over six people and laughing his ass off then fireing a shotgun out the window hitting a ganster then speeds up and snatches the crack out of his dead grasp.
Tom later wakes up. He looks at the clock. 5:30 P.M YIKES! He puts his hand in his pocket and pulls out his bag. He has some crack left, but not much. He opens a window and smokes it.
Hell yes buddy! Tom wishes he would have started crack years ago. YEARS ago. He walks down the steps after a few minutes.
"Bitch why you just sitting on the couch watching T.V! This house is filthy!" Dr. Tom screams.
His wife looks up at him. He seems like a complete stranger right now.
"What the hell are you talking about?" She says.
"Bitch how dare you talk back to me! I PAY THE BILLS IN THIS HOUSE, I MAKE THE MONEY, ALL YOU DO IS SIT ON YOUR ASS! WHEN I MARRIED YOU, YOU WERE THIN AND BEATIFUL, NOW YOUR A ****ING FAT PIG! I DONT WANNA SCREW A FAT PIG! JESUS CHRIST!"
Dr. Tom leaps onto his wife and starts to strangle her with all his might. She screams and they struggle.
From in his room, Tom's son hears the noise and stops ****ing the hoe. "What is that?" He says, and puts on some shorts and goes into the front room. He is horrified to find his dad chokeing his mom. He rips Tom off and throws him to the floor.
"**** YOU HOME BOY!" Tom screams at his son then runs out the front door. He leaps into his car and speeds off.
He is doing 100 miles an hour. He finds himself going back to the black part of town.
His high is wearing off. He needs more crack badly. Yes, thats it, crack. Thats what will solve this problem. If he just gets some crack.
He stops and walks up to a ATM machiene. He withdraws 500 dollars, then gets back in his car and drives down the street. He sees a group of black people. They make him kinda nervous so he keeps going. Then he sees a large black dude by himself. Dr. Tom drives up to him.
"What you need." The black man says.
"100 dollars of crack." Dr. Tom responds.
"Let me see ur money."
Tom shows him a 100 dollar bill. The black man punches him throw the window and grabs the bill then runs off. This pisses off Tom! He slams on the accelator and follows the black man. The black man pulls out a pistol and fires some shots at Toms windshield. He ducks down and slams on the breaks, luckily not shot.
"***** ripped me off!" Tom screams. And is pissed. He still needs crack though.
He starts driving again, and sees the guy he bought the crack from the first time, with the doo rag! Tom sighs in relief and pulls up to him.
"I need some crack man. And, u gotta a pistol I could buy off ya.?"
The black man smiles and nods. Tom hands him 2 100 dollar bills, and the black man gives him a bag of crack and a nine millimeter pistol. Tom is in heaven once again. He takes a hit.
Hell yes buddy! Life is complete once more! He sees a hot thin black lady walking on the sidewalk. He pulls up to her.
"Looking for some fun." She says in a sexy voice.
"**** yeah bitch hop in." She gets in, and he pays her 200 dollars for sex. He never orgasimed so hard in his entire life. After he is done, she starts dressing again. Oh no he thinks. She is about to leave me. I cant bare the thought of her leaving me. Tom begins to strangle the hoe. She looks at him wide eyed horrified as he strangles the life out of her. Hell yes buddy! Sex toy aquired. He pushes her body into the back seat and drives off. Later that night, he pulls into his street. HE smokes some more crack before going back in. He sneaks into his home, pistol in hand.
"FAMILY MEETING!" He screams for his wife and son to come into the front room. He is hiding the pistol behind his back. They walk in. He opens fire, first hitting his wife in the head then shoots his son three times in the chest. They deserved it. His wife was too fat and his son thought he was black.
He sits on the couch and takes another hit, then has a heart attack and dies.
When people who know Tom hear about how his killed his family and a hooker, they are simply dumb struck. Then they hear about the crack part and arent suprised anymore.
This guy is nothing but trouble. He's been banned at two different stoner forums. He just trolls, and verbally assaults members. I suggest a ban is in place.
that would be unfair at this point. if what you say is true it will be dealt with. please trust your admin/mods to be aware and working in your interest and the interest of the board.
in all due respect, send a message to Cannavelli, Smokey, or myself with any concerns you may have but please do not bring history from another site here and post it here. everyone has the opportunity to acclimate within the guidelines and enjoy a great site.
This guy is nothing but trouble. He's been banned at two different stoner forums. He just trolls, and verbally assaults members. I suggest a ban is in place.
He knows what he's talking about. Just keep an eye on shivers.
i will say it once more and that is all............
if you have concerns please send a message to Admin/Mods as stated.
i do not know any person involved in this and will never take any action based on these posts. we do not treat our people like this and i ask you to respect my previous post
be part of the solution not the problem. right now this person has done nothing and you look like you are creating an issue. i am sure that was not your intention.
everyone gets a fair chance here
REGARDLESS of what they might have or might not done on any other sites
and please as jabber says if u have any problems with a member send one of us a PM
DONT post it on the boards for all to see (this is also inc on the terms of site page)
I liked the story! I think Dr Tom's story can happen to anyone..
well that is a your typical Brian Surgeon
I will share this story at my next Book Club Meeting
Mary makes the most wonderful snookerdoodles
Thank you Dr Hazz
63 year old Tom Fieldman was your typical Brian Surgeon. He is very wealthy. 20 years earlier he married a women 23 years old. 2 years later he had a son.
The doctor who got hooked 
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