I understand we live in a totally different time these days. In spring of 1996 , I was a year and a half into steroids when my life changed. I had a P O box and had things delivered from Great Britain, turkey, Greece. I started getting notices from customs in fall of 1995. I was 21 at the time. Basically they said if you want your steroids you have to come to Chicago and fight a legal battle for them, NOT, I ignored the letters and threw them away. Always kept my orders really small. Just pills, normally 100. Some stuff made it through while other orders didn’t. I got a third order seized and then didn’t receive no more letters, but stuff was getting through. They were in investigation mode be my guess, allowing some stuff to come through. One day when I was in work April1996 I was told by supervisor to go to the personal department. As I walked into the lobby the lady at the desk pointed to these 2 guys dressed casual and said you need to go with them. One of them flashed his badge. My heart rate ticked up incredibly. They didn’t say much in the car. When I got to the station they put me in an interrogation room. Short time later 3 gentleman walked in. One was dea, one customs and a detective. Scary situation for sure. Fast forward, they questioned me about the seized steroids which I ignored all the seizure letters. Got home later in the evening my mom and dad were waiting on me in the living room with a look of disbelief. Mom said a guy that looked like a postal worker showed up at the door. Mom excepted it , sat it on the table and noticed the address from Greece which she thought was odd. She decided to open it and seen pills in blister packs and a small black device that was flashing. She said less than a minute there were people at the door banging. Identified themselves at law enforcement and wanted to know where my bedroom was. One thing i learned from reading muscle media in the mid 1990s was never except a package from a worker from a postal guy at your front door if your expecting something from overseas. It’s a setup. But to my disadvantage I was at work. Otherwise that would have never happened. Had about 500 pills. 100 tabs anadrol, 100 Winstrol from the Zambon, halotestin, 100 Dianabol, and some clenbuterol. Got a good lawyer who got it knocked down to a 3rd degree misdemeanor. Everything got sent for testing and it all came back legitimate. Got a 60 day sentence with all but 7 days suspended and did a few weeks house arrest. Judge wanted me to spend a week in jail to see what it was like. I lived in a small town. There were a few articles in newspapers on the bust. Later in the fall of 1996 I got Gyno. Had surgery few months later . The recovery was painful. Couldn’t drive for about a month. I believe it was the Anadrol that gave me the gyno. So I’ll never mess with Anadrol again. But it did pack on about 22 pounds. Didn’t work out much after all that. Just a little here and there. Life just happened, kids , marriage, everything. Last few years I’ve gotten back into it. I never realized how much has changed with the nice accessibility of steroids domestically. I feel totally comfortable with it especially not dealing with customs. So on my other post when I said weird message, some of you will understand now, since I’ve told my story. Yea I felt bad putting my parents through all that. Now we live in a time that steroids aren’t as much as a focus as they were in 1990s when they became illegal in early 1990s. Btw , guess where I was hiding the steroids in my room? Empty old Nintendo boxes. Guess I thought my parents would never find them there lol. I’ve tried 3 of the 6 approved sources on here, nothing but great service for sure.