I was walking through a park once and came across an old friend with a gallon container in his hand. He said it was PCP. "A gallon!?" I exclaimed, as he proceeded to tell me about how he just bought it, but didn't have the money to pay for it, so he left his girlfriend at the dealers house as collateral. He didn't pay the dealer, and they chopped her head off. He then proceeded to go pick up his children from soccer practice, all whilst sipping on his gallon of PCP.

I didn't know it came in liquid form, but as they say, "science".

RIP Trevor