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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 6:17 pm
by AbbyRoad
my dealer got robbed like last month and now he doesnt deal.
i still dont have a dealer. my buddies and i are really going through tough times, with no steady supply.
Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 6:44 pm
by FIRE!!!
^Where you live at??
Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 2:13 am
by shermsticky
yeah man, 5-0 is watching my best source, the one with all the good shit.
Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 8:34 pm
by Silence
Yeah, back when I dealt my Mom found a QP of some nice Headies that I had, and took it. But miraculously 8 months later I was looking for School Supplies in a closet and smelled some bud. Needless to say I felt like the luckiest man in the world.
Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 11:03 pm
by Ikku
I bet you noticed an ounce or so gone eh?
Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 1:29 am
by Hatchetrunner420
yeah...my parents caught me w/ a half O...i had bought it the day before && they took it...i was pretty pissed...i still dunno what they did w/ it but my dad gave some of it back (he's pretty chill like that)...lol
Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 2:47 pm
by farmacyst
those stories are fucked. I've never been caught with weed but I have lost small amounts and I deal with 1/2 and Os. I dont generally buy small amounts but little bits get lost once every blue moon.
the last time I remmebr losing weed it was only like a spliff's worth so i dont get 2 amp'd over that.
Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 9:31 am
by Weedguru Cusmar
weedguru_animal wrote:that reminds me of an evening in Brighton UK when I had bought an eight of cheese(the best skunk available in Sussex)....I had smoked one joint with a mate then gone out to play some pool. We decided to visit a club and on the way in I -as per usual- was the one who got pulled out the cue outside the venue, and was searched....The joint and subsequent vodka fucked my head and I opened my wallet saying
'look see, there is nothing in my wallet but bank cards, small change.......oh...yeh....I see now....and a fresh little sack of stinking cheese..fair cop, guv!'.....The bastard grabbed the bag then growled
'you got two choice, you pay to come in and I will forget about this or I call the cops now'....In my drunken state I gave in to his ridiculous demand and paid my entrance fee.... was fucking livid however when I finally walked into the club to instantly smell the strong aroma of bud filling the air.....
Same thing happened to my mate last night. We go out the club for a j on the beach, on my way out to make sure i dont get any shit coming back in i say to the bouncer "i can come back in a sec yes?" he replied with a "yeah maybe", not what you expect to hear from the staff of a venue you've just payed £15 for a ticket to get in. Anyway we smoke a joint and on our way in the cunt decides to search us, i had nothing but my mate lost our after-rave smoke.
At least we had the decency to smoke our drugs elsewhere, the whole fucking club smelt like an amsterdam coffee shop.