Sheep magazine archive 1: issues 3-9

Brad thought for a moment.” I’ve got some
contacts ... I got it on credit”.
“Credit” said Spud. “What d’ye mean?”
“To sell dummy …” Said Lozenzo. “He’s going to
deal it … Nice one Brad.”
“Yeah, well I thought I’d do bit of selling. Do my
mates a good turn and bring in a bit of cash.”
His friends looked at him with awe and
admiration. It felt good.
He said “I’ll sell you a quarter after school”.
The boys were silent for a moment then Lorenzo
said “Can I get a bit now?” There was a hint of
desperation in his voice. “I’m trying to get in my
Dad’s good books.”
“Your Dad likes a smoke” Said Brad, “Fuck off ,
he must be 60, and he’s bald.”
“Yeah, well he’s actually my step-dad. I fucking
hate him. He drives one of those Porches ... you
know … the ones that look like a Bulldog about
to take a crap. Mum married him last year and
we’ve been living at his since. He’s got plenty of
money but the place is still a dump.”
“What’s he do?”
“Not sure, I think he’s a bit dodgy, he’s always
knocking about with that Bill Rodgers. Two of
them..dodgy as fuck. Coming and going at all
hours of the night but Mum seems to be happy..
most of the time. He’s always skinning up in front
of me. Doesn’t seem to think it’s a big deal. If I
can get him a bit of this good stuff he might chill
out a bit more … he’s started knocking lumps out
of me when mums not around”.
Brad looked at Spud, then said “Yeah ... what
the fuck … you’re good for it I suppose. If it gets
your old man off you’re back then you can have
some”.
He pinched a bit off. It tore off easily.
“Wow, look how soft it is.” Said Spud, “This isn’t
like the stuff we normally get. Y’know the usual
crap … the sheep droppings that smell like a
Turkish shithouse.”
Brad laughed and tore a strip of cellophane off
and wrapped it around and around the nub of
hash. He passed it over to Lorenzo. “15 squid,
okay?”.
“Sure , I’ll get it to you tomorrow no probs”. In
the distance the bell rang in three short blasts.
“You better plank that somewhere” said Spud. “If
they catch you with a chunk that size you’ll be in
the shit big time.
“OK, you guys go ahead … I’ll see you in the line
in 2 minutes”.
“Not trust us or something?” said Lorenzo.
“No I fucking don’t.” said Brad smiling , “If either
of you got a hold of a piece this size you wouldn’t
do the smart thing and sell the bastard, you’d
smoke it until your eyes fell out and your brains
dribbled out your ears.” He laughed and put
the hash in his bag. “I’m gonnae take the risk
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OCTOBER 2015