Crack Cocaine of low quality.
Not so bad that you wouldn't wish it on anyone, yet not good enough for your own upturned nose.
Not so bad that you wouldn't wish it on anyone, yet not good enough for your own upturned nose.
Biff: Preston, that loser from down the hall was back again tonight... he wanted to light up so I gave him some of your Gift Crack. Hope you don't mind.
Preston: No problem, Biff... that's what it's there for!
Preston: No problem, Biff... that's what it's there for!
by SuburbanCowboy December 25, 2009