Glue?

Our party went on forever. A new posse of guests arrived around 5 am, with more coming in around 7 am. I was doing my best to herd people out but no one moved. The main culprits were Adam's sister Lauren and her friends, who were draped over the floor of the apartment, barely moving.

The hardwood floors were strewn with small tubes of Krazy Glue, which I deduced were used to help prep the speed before they shot it into their veins. Strange that these tweekers were so slothful after using all those amphetamines. Ahh, dreamland.