Adventures With Downtown Georgia Brown

Only thing worse than not getting your shit at all is getting shit that ain't the shit you paid for. Got half a gram, second time buyer from him (first shit was goooood), was darker than the shit he gave me the first time, opened up the little bag and took a sniff-- Shit was straight up kratom, made into little rocks somehow. I think, okay, maybe I'll just snort a little to test it. Hit the back of my sinus and I had no doubt, I'd recognize that taste and texture anywhere. Bout gagged my guts out, lol... Fuck... My back is fucking KILLING ME!!!!! Just tossed the other 3 rocks down my throat, don't feel a goddamn thing... So fucking pissed...

Ya try something new, ya know? Think I'll just stick with fucking pills, least I know what I'm getting. Another lesson learned I guess, I ain't gettin into that game, fuck Atlanta...

Can't dope dealers just be honest? Haha.
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So "kratom" is some kind of new code word? Betting that you were not buying bags of kratom on the streets of Atlanta I reckon you meant it in that vein. With that in mind, colour means nothing. Buy a bit first, try it out on the spot. It is a lot easier to cull the herd that way. A dealer with good product won't whine about it being too hot, or argue over even stupider issues. Indeed, just saying you will try just a bit in front of him (or her) should help you by gauging their reaction.

 

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Nahh I think he means the dealer sold him kratom instead of heroin. I guess that really doesnt make alot of sense to me though kratom smells and looks nothing like the smack we get down here in the south. Anyway yea I would cal that dude back and raise hell if you think hes a legit dealer he probably just bags and sells what his guy gives him Ive never met a Dboy who would touch the stuff. If not theres a million dealers out there just gotta find one you like.

 

^ This, lol. Was definitely not trying to buy kratom off the street... :B
And my buddy I was with did leave him a rather nasty voice mail...