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Limesmoke said:
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)
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In your life time, you will be lucky to have 2 to 3 great friends. Everyone else is an acquaintance & no matter what someones says about fronting, business is business. Nothing wrong with fronting but you should know what you're getting into when doing it.
 
Recently we had to do a deal with someone who I didn't know, but was allegedly a friend of this girl I had recently become friends with. So she's an awesome chick, very generous, and broke out a hundred bucks for us all to go buy pills with. She was so cool that she was going to give me at least 20 bucks worth of stuff just for driving her. So we go pick up this guy, who is going to take us to the guy with the pills. The guy is in the back seat, doesn't seem shady or like a junkie or anyone who would rip us off at all. We're making conversation and shit, and everything seem cool, you know?

So we arrive at the apartment where this guy is going to go in and allegedly grab the pills, for which he was going to be rewarded of course by my generous friend. We park, he gets out with her money, and he strolls into the apartment complex. And we wait. And wait. 10 minutes later we call. No response. 20 minutes later same thing. After 30 minutes I pretty much knew what had went down but had a hard time convincing my friend that she just got jacked, so we waited a total of one hour before we drove off. he went somewhere in the middle of the complex and we weren't about to go knocking on doors in what seemed like a nice complex, so we left and her money was of course lost forever.

So I get to thinking to myself, "what kind of loser does this?" Does he see the nice car and automatically assume that it's okay to steal from us? I mean, this guy had a gold Jesus necklace and some of those outrageously priced new "hood" fashion graphic clothes. Isn't he passed the point of acting like a fucking animal if he can afford to spend money on all of that bullshit? If he keeps acting like an animal, one day he's going to run into someone who treats him like an animal, does a minimal amount of research to find out where his 30 year old ass stays, and take that stack of money he's saving to buy his dirty ass children a life.

If I was just a little more desperate that I am right now, and it was my money, I would knock all the windows out of his house, wait until he busted his ass at his manual labor job to pay to get them fixed, break them again, rinse and repeat until his whole family's life was fucked up.
 
to capt. balls: that was funny, but so true! i've been rippd off a few times, ususally by ppl i've thought were somewhat "friends." some might say there's no such thing as an honest drug addict. or a junkie with a conscience. they're only looking out for themselves, and truth be told, they can't help it, esp. when they need a fix.
my drugs of choice were always at the pharmacy, and as long as you didn't offer up a bum check or stolen credit card, they handed out the goods, and all was groovy'cool...
i've always believed in karma, and we create what happens to us. it's interesting b/c i used to do a lot of dishonest things, and funny thing, bad things were always just "happening " to me, and i had no idea why.
a chick i used to use with screwed me over real bad, even called my mother and told her verything i'd been up to. she was just a jealous person, and wanted everything you had in addition to what she had. well the shit she pulled resulted in me almost having my daughter taken away from me. (and i'm actually a really good mom!) i wanted to get her back SO bad, it drove me nuts. but i didn't retaliate. few monthe went by. then i read on the front page of the paper of her death. she'd been shot in the face by her boyfriend while they had been on a 4 day binge shooting meth and all kinds of other stuff. to my amazement. this didn't make me happy or feel that i' gotten "even." so, it's not up to us to set the record straight. there's a bigger power at work. in the end i guess we all get what we deserve....sad, however...
 
paid <no prices> for 4 grams of "good coke" and some footballs.. got a bag of 10% coke, 90% baby powder. we knew she cut it cause she sold quarters of weed for <snip> and had a baby

bitch
 
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I didn't exactly get robbed in this story but whatever im bored and this is the best I got.

So last summer me and my friend can't find any weed and we really need to get high. My friend mentions this sketchy black dude that lived in a really bad part of town that I didn't know but he had met once. He hits him up and the dude tells us hes got weed. So we drive over to this sketchy part of town and on the way he hits us up and asks to get him 3 swishers and he'll pay us back when we get there. We get there, he takes the swishers without paying us, then makes us wait for 30 minutes in his garage for the weed. He finally gives me a shitty 10 sack when I asked for a dub. I don't really want to say anything because we're in the hood and this dude is like a straight big ass black gangsta.

He asks if we want to match on a blunt and I really just wanted to get out of there and smoke but for some reason I agreed. Turns out he didn't even have match and 3 of his friends come over so I smoke them all out, get to hit the blunt like once, and have used pretty much all of my skimped sack. I was pretty pissed at thsi point and i'm about to leave, and some other random black dude asks me to give him a ride back to my area and then back and he'll pay for my gas and smoke us out a fat blunt.

I drive these dudes all the way across town,the stop at jack n the box for them and drive them back home. Dude doesn't pay for my gas and when we get back the other dude tells us he can't get any more weed and dips. My friend was heated at this point and got into an argument with the big ass black dude and he was about to fight my homie. Like seriously beat the shit out of him. I managed to talk our way out of it and drove home pissed off that I just paid 20 bucks, didn't get high, and drove some random ass fools around town for free.

I hate shady ass people like that. FUck getting ripped off.
 
I was going to buy an eight ball one night from a trusted source who i had bought from at least a dozen times before. I got home and opened the bag, the mother fucker sold me flour. So i filled up his voice mail completely with biscuit and pillsbury doughboy jokes. Never heard from him again, what a bastard.
 
So at 2am am supposed to meet this guy to get $200 worth of Percocet, over the phone
he was acting very weird, and when I met him he wanted to meet in this very dark place, but then the cops passed by and we left, so we go to 7/11.
we switch, i really didn't think he would give me fake pill,
so five minutes later I found out it's fake. I text him wtf , so he calls me a junkie and says u got ripped of with hahah, and you should have been on top of your game. I got really mad,

So i told him ill find you, and his like am gone to vegas,and if u ever find me, I have bullet with ur name on it.

anyway 5 days later I found out where he lives, I go to his apartment with my knive, i see his car, but i couldn't get into his house, i hanged around few hours waiting for him, got tired so i just slashed his tires.

Next day I text him told him bring me my money, or more consequences. He denies I found him.
2 weeks later I find out where he works, but decided its not worth it. instead I called his work and told them is Carlo there, and there like his out till tomorrow, am like can u leave him a message, there like ok i said "tell carlo I know where he works now, one of these nights I will visit him"

But he did changed his phone number, so i guess he got scared. And his gf told me to leave him alone. That its done already and i should forget about it. They really didn't think ill found them.
lol
 
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TheLostBoys said:
In your life time, you will be lucky to have 2 to 3 great friends. Everyone else is an acquaintance & no matter what someones says about fronting, business is business. Nothing wrong with fronting but you should know what you're getting into when doing it.
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This is so True , i recently lost one of my true freinds and it was almost like losing a family member.
It makes me laugh when folk have like 1000 freinds on Facebook or whatever , how many of those people have really got their back .
Also with real freinds it doesn't matter if u might not see them for a while cos if they are real it will be just the same every time u come round.
 
I got bunk acid one time, it was supposed to be five hits but I'm pretty sure it was just the corner of an index card. At the time I was too chicken shit to say anything lol I'm a pussy. Same kid sold me a quarter of this herb that looked really good but tasted like fucking dryer sheets, apparently it got sprayed. Wouldn't give me my money back but I wound up puttin it off on someone else.
 
me and 3 mates were promised a gram of MDMA from some stereotypical looking "drug dealer" told my mate (one with the money) to follow him, he went alone as we were told to stay there (alarm bells started ringing but my mate is a big guy and can defend himself very well)

15 mins later we try calling my mate as i didn't hear anything from him, didn't answer so we started to get worried and went off looking for him, eventually he answered his phone saying he had a blade pulled on him, i asked if he was ok (and if he got the MD lol) he said he was fine but that he lost the money, i asked what happened and my mate said "he took me down a dark ally and told me we were being followed, i didn't believe him so asked for the money or MD now, he turned round and showed me a blade so i panicked and punched him in the face, he fell to the ground and i ran off"

we paused then were in creases laughing, i said "you punched him?!? he pulled a fucking blade on you and you punch him, fuck me i knew you were hard but...jesus" he just said "i thought i was gonna die so i thought to myself, i aint going quietly so smacked him in the face"


i feel kinda sorry for the robber, he was quite small and my friend can throw one hell of a punch so i don't think his face was looking too hot the day after :P
 
I once got mugged abroad when I was young and stupid.

Fucked up thing about it was these dudes actually gave me some hash during the mugging.

one of them was punching my pal in the face but we managed to calm the situation down and my and my pals gave them about $20 each to go away and they gave me a big lump of hash.

I never understood why, maybe they were trying to stop us going to the police or make out it was a drug deal?

or maybe this one guy just felt bad and was trying to salve his conscience.

dunno.

I put the hash in my wallet, forgot about it (I was drunk as fuck) and then carried it across multiple borders before remembering it was there a few months later. oops.
 
Got ripped off a bit when I moved. Worst was when it's a "friend". Unfortunately, I'm still not the most street-smart person, but I definitely stay away from the more shady characters (if I can). I like to have a few really close, reliable connections and then some back-ups just in case
 
Only a few times. Last time I got burned was when I gave a guy $300 for some gear, and I never heard from him again. But that was a couple of years ago. But now I have trusted contacts who I know wouldn't rip me off. And I think they realise that there would be some heavy repercussions if they ever did!
 
Haven't got burned yet. Not letting anyone fuck around with me. Give me the shit or no money. Better not be short or no money. Not the real thing I'm going to find you and break one or a few of your limbs.
 
i told the folk to pull up at a certain place i said hold my phone a duff one i said give me the cash n i walked off round the corner thru a lane to my missus waiting in her car i think i had a bout a £100 quid,but we learn from mistakes they were regulars and i made frequent cash off em ,just that particular day i was fiending and the profits wasnt gonna be enuff, so i scudded em or robbed em, ive been scudded n had over,but if one does deal the key is to be the best middles man an never hold product but know how to get it at a good price n quote up front the real cost nsa y iw ont x amount for doing this plus s ome of the product.i'd imagine that would be ebst being as i niether do drugs or deal nowadays i work 9-7 n am happy to do so.
 
shahab6 said:
So at 2am am supposed to meet this guy to get $200 worth of Percocet, over the phone
he was acting very weird, and when I met him he wanted to meet in this very dark place, but then the cops passed by and we left, so we go to 7/11.
we switch, i really didn't think he would give me fake pill,
so five minutes later I found out it's fake. I text him wtf , so he calls me a junkie and says u got ripped of with hahah, and you should have been on top of your game. I got really mad,

So i told him ill find you, and his like am gone to vegas,and if u ever find me, I have bullet with ur name on it.

anyway 5 days later I found out where he lives, I go to his apartment with my knive, i see his car, but i couldn't get into his house, i hanged around few hours waiting for him, got tired so i just slashed his tires.

Next day I text him told him bring me my money, or more consequences. He denies I found him.
2 weeks later I find out where he works, but decided its not worth it. instead I called his work and told them is Carlo there, and there like his out till tomorrow, am like can u leave him a message, there like ok i said "tell carlo I know where he works now, one of these nights I will visit him"

But he did changed his phone number, so i guess he got scared. And his gf told me to leave him alone. That its done already and i should forget about it. They really didn't think ill found them.
lol
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His girlfriend told you to leave him alone? What a whimp, leaving the woman to do such a thing. 8) hahahaha.
 
I came real close, real close to getting burned not too long ago. I hate having to cop, so I used to give my friends money and then throw them a couple of bags whenever they were making the trip. It was an all right system, but I knew that the kid whose dealer we went through was a total sketch-ball and would probably try beating me.

Not surprisingly, he "lost" my bundle somewhere in the car after going over a bump and dropping it. Yeah, that's what he said. We all but stripped the kid naked right there in the parking lot. We eventually found the bundle tucked behind the plastic door panel. It was an incredible sight, my girlfriend jumping out of the car and holding up what I now call "the magic bundle." Yeah, dropped it my ass...
 
Ive been burned a few times but not for anything more than like $200. I was selling bud back in like 08 and I had this dude come over that i've known for about 5 years and he said let me get a half O and so i give it to him he says ive got the money in the car and he speeds off so i proceed to show up at his mom's house with some sort of "weapon" that i want mention and his mom hands me the $200 for the half O and then goes and whoops his ass and he was 20 at the time lol.

Another guy i know robbed a big time dealer in this town for about 5 lbs of dank bud and about 3 weeks later his car gets blown up in front of his house. That shit was hillarious and made the news.
 
Once.
But now I got my baby on me whenever I go to get anything from anyone (because all of the drug dealers live in a SHIT part of town), so hah the jokes really on them if they try to burn me.
 
^ You take your baby with you to drug deals? What kind of parent are you? ;)
 
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