So im not sure if this is against the rules, but after reviewing the rules i cant find any reason it would be. So in this thread we share wild tales of crazy things that happn whiile uying drugs. Many of us have to resort to vnturing into areas we wouldnt normally go in hopes of finding the best bag pf our DOC. This isnt a price discussion thread, so please dont talk about what you paid for a specific quantity of drugs. This also isnt a guide on where to buy drugs, so anything more then a city name should be left out of your story. Hopefully this can be a guide to new people on what not to do when copping, and maybe it coupd save someone a lot of greif. Ill start.
So i lived in south florida for a while, and had a hard time finding heroin there. I heard that heroin is abundant in a certain neighborhood in miami, s i hopped on a train and headed there. I got off in the area i wanted to go and was blown away by how lawless it was. Every corner had a crew working it. I started walking and a hooker approached me asking me what i need. I answered andso she took me to a particular housing project where a large black man asked me what i needed. I told him and he handed me what i wanted and i handed him a fresh hundred dollar bill. Everything was good and i started walking out of the project courtyarrd. All of a sudden he stopped me and said this bill is fake man gve me the shit back and go in the hallway. I new if i went in the hallway where no ne coupd see what was happening i would probably be killed so i didnt give him the drugs back, dindnt g into the hallway and started explaining how the bill was real and he should hold t up to the light to check. He handd it to his buddy who was checking while telling me what was gonna happen if it was fake and repeatedly telling me to give him the stuff back. I thought about running but the entrance was blocked by his crew. About 2 minutes go by and im praying, i look to the sex worker who brought me there and she wouldnt even look at me. Finally his boy goes "yeah this is real" and the big guy voes aight get up out of here white boy. I was like thank you so much reflexively, and handed the girl the bag i said i would give her for the hookup and hauled ass out of there. On the way back an old dude asked me what was wrong because i looked like id just seen a ghost and i told him and he was just like you gotta watch out for dem boys or something like that. I dont know what the moral of this story is, but after this incident i always brought 20's instead of hundreds and avoided going into places with no escape route. I look back on this incident and shudder at how close i came t death.
So whats your story. I know people on here have some crazy ones,and they should be entertaining to read.
Hol-ee shit man. That sounds like something that would happen to me. But that was a good read, thanks for sharing - and Im glad you came out in one piece too. I cant imagine how scared you musta been.
I was in miami one night, flew in, stayed at a cheap ass motel near the airport, and then headed off with my boys (like all 21 at the time) on a cruise the next morning.
None of us were addicted or dependent on anything, but we loved to take anything recreationally when we partied. Obviously we couldn't bring anything on the plane, and really planned on buying some shit in the Caribbean. Glad we didnt, because those were some skeezy mofos.
Anyway, we ate a a Houlihans next to the motel, and on our way out - saw a blk guy smoking a joint in his car in the parking lot. Don't think he worked there. No fucking idea what he was doing. I was the ballsiest of the group, so went and asked what he was smoking and what he had for us. He asked us what we wanted (thinking maybe hed only have some weed), and I was honest and said X, coke, weed. The guy pulled out 4 X pills that I bought (turned out to be pretty good shit), an 1/8th of weed and then he said sit tight on the coke. Dude was back in no shitting 10 minutes in the passenger seat of some huge ford diesel w/ his hood lookin friend who had the goods.
I mean, we were all, like I said, 20/21 year old suburban white boys dressed in our jcrew outfits. so, a lil crazy but I had 2 of my bros next to me. The guy whips out these tiny lil bags of coke, all $20/piece, I think we bought 6 of them and he gave us an extra for free. I somehow even managed the balls to ask to taste the shit before we bought it. I was shaking so bad, I about spilled the bag and barely got it smeared on my gums. I was too nervous to even tell if it was good shit, hell had only done coke a few times at this point. maybe only twice. well, turned out OK bc that was the best coke I had ever had in my casual recreational use over those next 5-ish years. That must be a Miami thing??
To date, that's still the only deal I've ever made with complete strangers/brothers in a shady area aka outskirts of the "hood".
Even though I did all the work, my friends still made me the mule bringing it on board. At the last second, I took it all out of my bag (all shoved in a huge percocet bottle with a few of those in there as well) thinking that MAYBE they would have drug dogs sniffing the checked luggage.
Nervously shoved it in my cargo pants, totally scoped out the security to see if they were checking people at all other than metal detector. i made sure i had everything off and out that could have possibly set that detector off... and went thru.
had the best fucking week of my life. we all did.
by the end of that week though, the VERY last night we had just ran out of coke. I had some gnarly withdrawal (not having experienced any w/d of any kind at that point), and had to get blasted drunk to try to take the edge off. Got so sloppy that I punched out some stained glass in the bar and ran away with my hand GOOSHING blood. Screamed obscenities at the room door (4 guys in a closet with 2 bunk beds) and made them clean me up.
woke up hungover the next day, and maybe had a slight fiend for coke the next day, but it went away quickly.
anyhoo.
not really a deal gone bad, but could have gone bad.
first and last time i'll even sneak oxycodone, mdma, weed, and coke all in one pocket thru any sort of security checkpoint
