Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this… uh… “coke brik” thing. I ain’t no fancy expert or nothin’, but I heard some things and seen some stuff, ya know?
First off, folks talk about cookin’ up somethin’. Now, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no Sunday dinner, mind you. This is different. They say you gotta take that… that coke stuff, and mix it with water. Like, just a little bit, they say. Not too much, just enough to make it all… dissolvy, I guess you could say. They put it in a little jar or somethin’, like a baby food jar, can you believe it? Babies got nothin’ to do with this, but that’s what they use.
- They say you gotta be careful, real careful, ’cause you can mess it up easy.
- And they talk about spoons and vials, all sorts of things. Sounds like a whole lot of trouble if you ask me.
Then there’s this other thing, they call it “rerockin’.” Sounds like they’re messin’ with it again, makin’ it bigger or somethin’. I don’t rightly understand it all, but it seems like they’re addin’ stuff to it, makin’ it stretch, ya know? Like waterin’ down the milk, only with somethin’ a whole lot worse than milk.
Now, some folks, they like that bigger rush, they say. They wanna feel it strong, I guess. But I tell ya, it ain’t worth it. Messin’ with that stuff, it just ain’t right. It’ll mess you up somethin’ awful. You’ll be lookin’ like a ghost in no time, skinny and pale, and your eyes, oh, your eyes will look like nothin’ but black holes.
I heard tell of folks makin’ their own cola too, somethin’ they call homemade cola. They mix up all sorts of things, like orange peels, lemon peels, cinnamon, all them spices. Sounds like a right mess to me. Why go through all that trouble when you can just buy a bottle at the store? But I guess it ain’t about the cola, is it? It’s about hidin’ somethin’ else in there, somethin’ sneaky.
And then there’s this…this “coke oven” thing. Now this ain’t the kind of oven you bake pies in, no sir. This is something else entirely. They put coal in it, and after a long while, they get this…this “coal coke” and some nasty-smelling oil. They say it takes hours, sometimes even more than a day! Can you imagine? All that time and heat, just to make this…stuff. Sounds dangerous to me.
And get this, they talk about “plastic layers” formin’ in that oven. Plastic! What’s plastic doin’ in an oven? It just don’t make no sense to me. They say it’s got somethin’ to do with how the coal melts and then gets hard again, but it sounds like a whole lot of hocus pocus if you ask me.
Some folks, they like to play pretend, I guess. They make these prop coke briks. Like fake stuff, just for show. I don’t understand why they’d do that. Why pretend with somethin’ so dangerous? It’s like playin’ with fire, you’re bound to get burned.
So, you see, all this talk about “coke brik” and cookin’ and rerockin’ and ovens… it’s all just trouble. It ain’t worth it. You’re better off stayin’ away from it all. Just leave it alone, that’s what I say. Go find yourself somethin’ good to do, somethin’ that’ll make you happy and healthy, not somethin’ that’ll drag you down into the dirt.
Now, I ain’t sayin’ I know everything, but I know enough to see trouble when it’s starin’ me in the face. And this “coke brik” stuff, it’s trouble with a capital T. You just remember what I told you, and you stay far, far away.