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lacey k said:
Ill tell u sometihn about Paterson...First, anytime some corner dealer in the hood in p town tells u they got Oxys, stay the fuck away....The corner dudes dont deal in oxy and if they say they do its becu they know the whiteboys loooove that oxy and they can easily jack u....In Jersey, esp. up here in north jerz, pills is somethin u dont get in the hood. THats for the suburban white kids and the diesel is for the hood
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i agree about street dealers dealing with mostly coke and dope ,
i guess its who you know ... but pills are pretty easy to find in newark and paterson , well opiate based pain shit from dilaudid and morphine to percs and oxys as for benzos sticks and footballs are pretty easy to find
other benzos i havent seen around the way all that much

but you are right, folks up in the suburbs are crazy pill heads,
 
we didn't exactly get robbed since the kid didn't force my boyfriend to give him the money. while I was at work, my boyfriend and his friend Garrett went to meet up with this kid Don to buy 32 roxies (this was last year when my boyfriend was selling them). he's known Don for a while and has bought a lot of roxies from him before so its no big deal. Don meets him at a gas station and they all drive in my boyfriends car to an apartment complex not too far. Don says he has to go upstairs and get the pills, and asks for the money. my boyfriend made the mistake of trusting him since he was trustable in the past, and gave him the money. 10 minutes passes, my boyfriend calls Don. he says that the guy spilled all the roxies and has to pick them up and count again. my boyfriend calls back 5 minutes later, and keeps on calling but don wont answer. soon my boyfriend and garrett realize they've probably been had. they drive back to the gas station to see if Don's friends car (his friend drove him to the gas station) is there and it isn't. soon we find out that Don has become a fiend and steals from everyone he knows whenever he gets a chance. he had to leave Orlando because he fucked over so many people and stole so much for dope money that he wouldn't be alive much longer here. it sucks that we lost that money, but it was a long time ago and I bet that kid spent it all in a few days because he was such a fiend.
 
A pretty decent friend of mine did an all-time low to me. This guy has helped me out and given me weed plants and helped me grow and i also sold to him. he often bought in pretty large quantities. I've fronted him a couple times and he was real flaky about getting back to me. He'd ignore my calls for days on end sometimes, and not get back to me but I had never been stolen from up until this point.

He comes into my house, brings me an array of mushrooms to choose from, and dishes out this altoids container and he's like...

"I want you to try this DMT, right here, right now, right in front of me. Someone who knows their deem will be able to tell if this is legit." So i was like ok, and loaded it up in this bubbler (a semi dry bubbler, just enough for it to sit ontop of the surface of water.) and hit it twice, noted that it was definitely legit, and when he wasnt paying attention, gradually hid the bubbler to save for later (;

anyways, i didnt trust this guy to front at all. I wouldn't have fronted him anything.. but he said that the people he was going to sell them with were right down the street... and he was like, "ill put down like all the money i have in my wallet" (which was like 120 out of 400$) and i was definitely reallly sketchy about him the whole time ever stepping foot outside of my house without me. So...

We chill and smoke weed a little while longer when someone called him asking for forty more apparently... -.- so he turns to his girlfriend who offers me like all the money in HER wallet which was like less than before and i go and get forty more. Now the guy has eighty of my pills (that's $800 total) and im paranoid about him the whole time. I've got that gut feeling that I'm about to get jacked, and he's still in my house, trying to play buddy-buddy with me.


I can't believe he'd lie to me like this, but he did. And heed my warning fellow BLers people WILL do shit like this to you. Never front unless its a really good trusted friend and there's honest love between the two of you. I know which of my friends I can trust and love. The ones i'm not sure about i'm not around much..


Here's where he got me: He told me that he was going to go outside, and sell them, and get me my money, and that his customers were parked right up the street. Everything in my gut says "go with him" but for some reason, (it was long ago) i didn't... Then the asshole proceeds to walk out of my house, and as i waited longer and longer for him to comeback, the motherfucker was nowhere to be found.

I tried multiple times to text and call him like, man, come on please don't do this to me and after most of them being ignored he finally texts back like "come on girl u have my stash"

he just kept.... avoiding me and then eventually stopped replying all together. I used to know where he lived before he got evicted, and then right after i found out the location of his new home, he moved again, right after this... idk how someone couldbe so heartless. The small amount of cash I did have for the deal i had to pay MY connect for the lost pills... and even some out of my wallet. I also can't believe his girlfriend let him do it.... I really thought these people were my friends.... It makes me wonder if they'd been planning to jack me for awhile..and just pretending to be my friend..

Moral of my story: Always go with your gut, and know who your friends are. Also, take extreme caution who you front to. (I'm not gonna say don't front because if you TRULY TRULY trust someone (you know who I'm talking about), by all means, if they're in a bad situation, and need a front, front em. After dealing with opiates for quite some time, I know what a W/D is like, and i like being the one to help them with their W/Ds, (while at the same time making it worse, but everyone has the freedom of choice)
 
in high school(mid 90's), i had this girl give me $300 for a QP of schwag and i bought 3/4 ounce of dank nugs and a quarter sheet of good lsd that i did with my friends while camping. we were huffing butane while tripping and i freaked out for a good five minutes. fun stuff.

At the greyhound bus station in Pittsburgh i bought some herbs that were pressed onto this stick for $15 cuz the dude was intimidating me.

Same on South Street in Philly this dude handed me what later turned out to be a hunk of rubber and said it was opium and basically scared me into giving him my $40.

At the Greyhound in Tampa I gave this dude $20 for a 40mg oxy and he never came back. i was drunk and on like ten xanax bars.
 
I've been on both ends..karma is a bitch.

These dudes called me up saying they got my number from a relable person so I go meet them for a dub..I pull up and tell the kid to jump in and he goes "naw I don't jump in cars I don't know" I was like ok well here and give him the bag out the window..the one dude goes " yea this looks good, wht do you think?" he then hands it to his friend and that dude says "looks good" and hands it back to the first kid who puts it in his pocket and takes off running ..I jump out the car and realize I'm not gonna catch tht kid cause he hopped a fence and i knew i wasnt gonna do all that..so I look at his boy who is standing there kinda in shock..he was like "bro I had no clue he was gonna do that and blah blah"..so I go "ok your gonna pay for it, empty your pockets" he had like $3 bux on him, I take it and notice he got a Pair of jordans on..with out askin I bent down and took the kids right shoe.."he's like bro I don't live around here, I didn't do it, it was all him..you cant take my shoe" I go ok well tell him if you want your shoe back he owes me a 20$..i left with the kids pockets still turned out and him standing with one shoe on..never heard from them and I had that shoe for like 6months after that just in my car, a brand new right shoe lol

then one time i was going to buy some kush off this kid, i only met hikm once before threw a friend but he told me to call whenever..so im with my boy and hes like call up that kush dude..i do, he says come thew and call him when were outside..i do all that he comes down hands me the bag threw the window i had him the money and he just puts it in his pocket and walks away...i asked if anyone else notced he didnt even look at the money and my one buddy was like yea i thought that was weird too..so i was like fuck this dude i dont him, i dont have to call him ever again..call him back and was like "yo this shits fire, were still downstairs you think we can get another G?" he goes "yeah man forsure ill hook it up too, cause your buying another one" i fold up a single, like i did to with the first money to make a quick handshake...he walks up and we are raving like yo this shit is fire we had to get another one...we shake up and the kid again doesnt look at it, so we make it quick..all of a sudden 5mins later my firends phone rings, he goes " yo im not sure which time it was but i think you gave me a single on accident" we play like really?! sorry about that we are turning around well be there in like 5mins...like 15mins goes by and was like yo where you at? we had to stop for gas we'll be there in 5mins..oh ok cool another 20mins goes by and we finally pick the phone up and go "you still outside?".."yeah man ive been out here for like 45 mins" i go "we just smoked that shit thanks for hookin it up fat but you can go inside now cause w arent coming back" he starts yellin now like who the fuck do you think you are and blah blah i just laugh at the kid...then like 10 mins go by and my one freind who introduced me to the kid calls and was like "yo did you just go and rip off my buddy from work?" i was like no what are you talkin about? "he tells me the story and was like " he told me it was you, but i didnt belive it" i was like you know what i gave his number to matt like an hour ago cause the kid had good weed...my firend goes "oh matt..fuck it then, he probably did rob the kid, oh well" and that was it...matt was like the neighborhood crazxy kid that no one fucked with cause they were afraid he was gonna go all "roidrage" on them and once my buddy heard matt, he was like "oh well, thats the otherdudes fault for not checkin the money"....so even though we bought one for full price was paid a buck for the second..kinda like buy one get on free lol

heres one more thats kinda funny...

my friend matts older brother lived like 45mins south of us with his girl..well long story short his girl and him split up and his brother moves back...we are all chillin and somehow the topic on good weed comes upand his brother was like " fuck paying for it, i know who we can get a couple ounces from"..he met a dude where he lived that sold real good bud but real expensive beign that they where in the middle of the country.. we start trying to figure how we can do this and decide to just pull up and have him hand it threw the window of the car...we wanted to take a QP so everyone got an OZ but we didnt think he would hand a QP thew the window so we figured 2zones would be the most he would proilly hand threw the window...so we pile deep in the car, im driving..we pull up to the kids house and he walks up to the car tries to get in and saw theres no room..so hes like "fuck it lets just do this quick" and he hands one in and was like "check it out," my friends older brother was like "hes splitting it with me show him the other one..i roll my window down and he habnds it to me..i pass it to my buddy whos in the passanger seat and he goes " wait this aint the same as the other is it? the kid goes yeah it look at them and thats when the other bag came up front and as soon as i saw the second bag in the car..i punched the gas and was gone...he calls up and was like "very funny **** but you dont think i remeber where you live?" and just starts threating my friends older brother, "i want my money or ill kill you, i knmow where you live bro you cant hide" thats when **** goes "bro, go ahead and knock on that door if you want but i moved like 2weeks ago backhome to chicago, come find me here" and hung up...the dude called back like 45mins later like " i see how it is, ill catch you one of these days" and **** just laughs and goes "thanks for the free 2ounces, that was real nice of you"....i ended up getting a quarter for free along with lunch and got trashed on goose that night all for driving a car that wasnt even mine..i just had the only valid license lol
 
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When I was seventeen me and a friend of mine drove up to San Francisco as part of a road trip to nowhere (we had just read On The Road), we stayed in SF for a few days and while we were there we made friends with an older black homeless man, he was really nice, showed us some of the parts of the city we were looking for and told us some at the time fascinating stories. He was a genuinely nice person.

However, towards the end of our stay we were running low on weed and he said he could get some from his friend just up the block, after three days of seeing quite a bit of this dude we trusted him with our fifty bucks to go get some weed. Needless to say we never saw him again, he said he'd be back in half an hour and my stubborn friend waited over four hours because he couldn't accept that we'd been ripped off. Anyway, our next stop was Humboldt County and we drove there VERY fast..... we wanted to get STONED!

I still honestly believe this man was a cool person, just down on his luck, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered hanging out with us so much. He just really needed the money and figured we'd be alright, which we were. The scariest part of that trip was when we were smoking a bowl in some alley and some guy who was smoking crack who we didn't see at first pulled a gun on us cause he thought we were going to rob him, he was just paranoid and took off after scaring the shit out of us.
 
Yeah like 3 or 4 times but nothing bad just some asshole friends from high school "robbed" me. 3 times it was this guy my best friend was boy's with, I gave him 45$ for a 1/2 Oz but he "lost" the money somehow & just gave me 2 dubs instead, before that i gave him 5 or 10$ to get blunts & weed but he never got it. This other guy not nearly as shady told me he was gonna buy a QP & he needed the money so he could get me a dimebag but never called me back. So that's like 60$ bucks I've been robbed of.
 
Hate to be posting back in this thread so soon again but two recent horrible ones have hapened to me.

The first was just plain and simple... The guy walks up to me, he pulls out the \money like he's gonna hand it to me, i hand him my part, and he just starts booking it into the black abyss. I tried chasing him but after a considerable effort.... he was gone... and so was a lot of $$$ worth of merch....

The second.... just bought a "gram of h" unwrapped a plastic wrapper to find a bus transfer folded up... then inside that more plastic... then inside that NOTHING..Just ripped completely 100$
 
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I'll cliff it. This guy got me good.

-I ask street guy for OC
-He says sure, walks me around, ends up finding 2 percs (Great lol)
-He talks to a guy then comes back and says he found a guy with OC
-We go to an apartment
-We both go up to 3rd floor
-He says he has to take stairs to 2nd floor he just didnt want his guy seeing me
-Leaves his bike and asks for the $40
-I say the bike is not worth it
-He reaches into sock and takes out a paper towel ball full of rocks
-Says I can hold on to 1 rock while he goes
-I say fuck you give me the whole thing
-I get about 12 good size rocks to hold
-He leaves with my $
-I wait... wait... wait
-I leave with rocks, leave bike cuz it's obvi stolen
-Get home, rocks are just wax and baking soda


Who carries 12 fake crack rocks in their sock lol just the way it unfolded had me fooled, offering 1 rock, pulling them from his sock, getting me a couple P's first

I just went home, he got me.
 
i saw an episode of cops where they caught a guy with "crack" but it turned out the guy had bought a chunk of soap and didnt know it yet cuz he was on his way home. Idk if they couldve arrested him for that, but they let him go.
 
*=Regulator=* said:
In New York I went out looking for some weed and this total crack head said he'd go halves with me in a bag, pointed to the dealer who waved at us and asked for $10. I gave it to him and he came back with a bag of smack and offered me half. I told him that I wanted weed, not smack and he actually went back to the dealer, gave him back the bag, the dealer gave him the money back and then he came back and gave me back my $10. He said goodbye and left. WTF??
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awesome story, true or not.

i've never been robbed, but my little brother was. he and his little dumb ass friends--back in highschool--went to the most hoodass part of our city to buy shrooms from a guy who said he had them. i have no idea how he came up with this connection or why he went to the ghetto to buy shrooms, but the whole car of high school kids were robbed at gunpoint in the driveway they were supposed to meet the guy at (obviously not the guy's driveway). my brother was in the back seat and had to give up his cellphone and wallet like everyone else. this was years ago. he told my parents he was robbed at random in the parking lot of steak n shake or something absurd like that. he is smarter now, but siblings doing drugs is such a source of worry. your children must be so much worse.
 
Who carries 12 fake crack rocks in their sock lol just the way it unfolded had me fooled, offering 1 rock, pulling them from his sock
HAHAHHAh

who the hell would carry fake rocks indeed. thats classic. wonder what the cops wouldve said/QUOTE]

a guy looking to sell fake rocks.. lol
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Only once and never since. Trusted a guy i'd only just met who offered to get me weed to leave me waiting outside his "friends apartment building" whist he went inside to score with my money. He never came back. Turns out the building had a back door too. Obviously?

Good thing we learn from our stupid mistakes. Very few people are willing to do something for nothing.
 
I have been robbed at gun point and beaten a few times in the hood trying to buy crack. Since I stopped that though no real robbing going on. I have been ripped off of with bad H but thats about it.
 
Dazzle said:
Anyway... I've been ripped off a couple of times, but flat out robbed only once.

The year: 1999 location: alley of NYC

This really happened... cross my heart!

This freakin head case sells me an 8-ball. Transaction complete. I put the goods in my pocket. I attempt to hit the road figuring I'd readjust my shit else where. I turn to pass him and the motherfucker is cutting HIS hand open with a tiny pocket knife!!! He threatens to give me HIV if I don't give him his coke back. I stare for a moment dumbfounded as I rip open the bag in my pocket and fling it at his face trying to be all ninja style... But I missed. It went over his shoulder and landed perfectly on the ground behind him without spilling a drop. :X

he turns his head and I bolt out of the ally never looking back. I get back on the subway and lick what little coke is on my finger from ripping the bag open. It turns out to be baking soda.

Somewhere... there must have been someone filming that transaction for some ghetto-style candid camera. There is no other explanation for it. :o
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Bizzare....maybe he had some baking to do. Or wanted to sell baking soda (which is abbreviated BS Ironically enough) to someone else
 
Paid for 10 hits of LSD. Blotter ended up having no LSD on it. I was and still am pissed, never talking to that cunt again.
 
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