Nope... never seen a juggler, and this was like 8 or 9 years ago when I was working there. Some of those guys were lucky they could walk and find the liquor store, I doubt any of them could juggle.Originally Posted by Velvet Fog
I remember one day one of the heroin addicts managed to OD in one of the houses, so BPD, the EMT's, and finally the morgue showed up. One of the guys told me later that this guy went out the sunday before, scored himself some 'H', shot up, then afterwards got in the way while some of the other residents were playing poker - so they took him and dumped him in his room. On wednesday, somebody finally remembered and decided to check on him cuz they hadn't seen him in 3 days, and found that he had choaked to death on his own vomit. So he'd been dead for 3 days and didn't smell to good.
I guess the party didn't stop while the police and the morgue were there picking the guy up, the alcohol kept flowing and it turned into a spectator sport.
With friends like that, I guess you don't need any enemies.