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| The Story of How Mexican Anabolics Began |
| In 1999, two very good friends(Cory and Butch) got into a beat up green Toyota Tercel and made a 1700 mile road trip to Mexico. Cory and Butch were both very heavily into steroid use. Imagine two 6', 240lb men crunched into a small two door Toyota. We weren't fooling anyway as we crossed the border into Mexico. In fact, we were feeling like complete idiots but we were determined to spend a lot of money and have a lot of fun while in Mexico. It gets better! It was over a 105 degrees when we strolled into Mexico. We had to get somewhere fast, all of our chocolate protein bars, beef jerky, and carb drinks were either boiling or cooking(our air conditioner broke 50 miles into our trip). We were on a mission and no one as gonna stop us, no one! Our trip started on a Wednesday, we arrived in Mexico two days later. We were soaked in persperation from head-to-toe and we both had a severe case of swamp ass. WE WERE SWAMP ASSES ON A MISSION. Our mission was to go to Mexico and legally purchase $7,000 worth of anabolic steroids and other drugs. We didn't have any idea of how we were going to get the drugs into the states. Our plan was to get in and get out. We stayed there for three weeks, whoops! Anyway, we both new that if we wanted to safely purchase steroids we had to get far into Mexico. We traveled south trough Mexico for six more hours and then decided to call it a night and get hotel room. The next morning we hit all of the local pharmacies looking for the best prices(prices aren't that much cheaper then black market prices). A lot of the pharmacists try to rip you off but luckily we both took a semester in Spanish at our community college. They really think Americans, especially bodybuilders, are very stupid people. At the end of the day we went back to our room and threw everything onto one of the beds and just stared. We were like 5 year old kids in a candy store who need sugar to function properly. The entire bed was covered in steroids, we hit the jackpot. That night we decided to celebrate by visiting some of the bars down the street. We met these two American babes that were amazingly beautiful. Me and Cory talked and danced all night with these girls. Get this, they are both fitness models who became close(I mean VERY close) friends in Florida and moved to Mexico two years earlier. They knew why we were in Mexico and they were cool with that because they came to Mexico for the same reasons. We told them all about our journey and how much steroids we scored. They were interested in seeing this bed that was supposedly covered with $7,000 worth of steroids, we didn't say no. That was the greatest night of our lives! These girls got soo turned on by the site of $7,000 worth of steroids they decided they wanted to celebrate with us, WOW! You can only imagined what happened, these girls were complete freaks just how we like them. Two weeks past by and we were double dating every night. We asked them to help us smuggling the drugs into the States, they had a better idea. They said they know someone who works for the US Border Patrol and has friends who work for the US Customs who has helped them before with such a problem, they had our attention. Two days later we met with this person and he told us he would help us as long as he was compensated, we were cool with that. Five days later we said goodbye to our new girlfriends who would later come to visit us every other month. The next day we met up with our new friend and handed him all of our drugs, we started to develop a small case of swamp ass due to our paranoia and inexperience. A whole bunch of questions started to surface; Would he come through? Our we being set up? What if he gets caught? Three hours had passed by since we crossed the border into the States and he hadn't showed up. Then suddenly out of nowhere he arrives in his big red Dodge Ram with a big smilel on his face and he said "Pay up, boys." We gave him $200 and wrote his phone number down because it wasn't gonna be the last time we were gonna need him. We drove back home making sure not to go over the speed limit, we made it home safe. Three months later my friend and I came up with an elaborate plan to make money selling steroids. We called our girls and asked them if they were in, they said yes. We called our new friend who works for the US Border Patrol and asked him if he was in, he said yes but he wanted to be compesated. Our plan was put into action and ever since then we have successfully smuggled steroids into the states and have safely distributed them to their rightful owners. That is how Mexican Anabolics was started. THE END |