Let's Cook

"Give a man some meth and he gets high for a day. Send a man to jail and he comes out with 5 ways to cook his own."
The Chemical Buddha was never a fan of punishment. And by punishment we mean being locked up. (Especially when it was him who was being punished. Unless he was being spanked, because he sort of liked being spanked.) It seemed to him putting a bunch of criminals together was the perfect way for them to learn new ways to commit more and different crimes. To TCB jail was sort of a crime college where someone could go and come out with a much better education. Just like real colleges, organization, trade groups and circle of friends. Who you hang out with determines what kind of person you’ll become. At least for the foreseeable future.
What kind of friends do you surround yourself with?
Friends who teach you new things to better yourself?
Or friends who don’t want you to learn new things and grow?

One Friendly Fucker

"It’s good to be liked. It’s better to be licked."
The Chemical Buddha, "Wanna fuck?"
Random drunk woman, "I just like you as a friend."
This was a common exchange in The Chemical Buddha's life. Which led him to today's insight. While he liked having friends and saw the value in them. He liked being licked a helluva a lot better. And they didn't have to even be a friend to lick him either. Although afterward, he always considered lickers to be the best kind of friends. We think this points to the difficulty TCB had forming friendships. We’re not really sure how many he had. Of course, he considered everyone a friend, the postman, wait staff, bartenders, his dealer and anyone who he could tell what to do. And while, from the outside, it may seem like he was lonely, The Chemical Buddha never considered himself alone.
How do you define being friends?
How good a friend do you think you are?
What conditions do you put on friendship?