Street pharmacist- I got that anesthesia, painkiller, sleep medicine, roofie and reds combo 1,2,3,4,5 punch. That's the shit that killed Michael Jackson dude.
Consumer- Damn yo you sure that's just gonna get me high and floaty?
Street pharmacist- Michael Jackson's doctor gave him the same thing, it ought to do the trick.

phone: why don’t you go to sleep tommy it’s 2 in the morning?
tommy:why don’t you die you dumbazz