Extreme to me means a level 5 addict.. (5 being the worst)
One of these stories would be about this young lady that was so addicted that she sold her Mitsubishi Eclipse for an 8 ball.. It was a nice car too... She was to spun and in too much of a hurry to get high and was oblivious to the fact that she could have sold the car and bought a couple of pounds of dope for that if she wanted to get high..
This other dude I knew had bust in the door of a friend of mines house.. She was a known meth dealer, but she wasn't there.. so he found her two younger brothers and her mom instead and duct taped them together in one of the upstairs rooms and waited for her to come home... He just wanted to jack her for her dope, but luckily he got tired of waiting after a few hours and by that time one of the brothers had broke free and jumped out the upstairs window, so he just left..
The same girl would send her mom on 'dates' (her mom was like 50), in exchange these people would give her more dope to sell, lots of it..
Her mom, anytime she heard a lighter in the house, she could be fast asleep, she would be right there in your face, begging for a hit.. I felt bad for her, because she was old and a big time addict.. But I realized what everyone said was true, don't give her a hit because she will never leave you alone after that.. She would bug the crap outta me and other people that were just being generous.....
This other girl I knew, shot someone in the face, over speed.. She was on the run for a while, but finally one day the cops did a routine drug bust at a house I used to stay at, they would usually just drive by the house a couple of times a night for about a couple of months and then raid the house... anyways, this time they caught up with her, she was in the wrong place at the wrong time..