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Gave someone xxxx for 12.5g of ketamine when it was scarse. He went to "get it" then became uncontactable. Moral of the story: don't give cash up front to someone who is a known crack head. Thing is I'd given him cash up front before and it had worked out and have done once since.


Although I would like to also say sometimes it can seem like someone has ripped you off but it can genuinely just be a mistake on their part, albeit a very costly one. Someone once left me with a large amount of money and it was stolen from my room. I still have a large debt because of this. :(
 
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lcrlover said:
Times 2,
Much cheaper to go elsewhere than start shit for that little money. I would just move on,
Forget, forget & do something else, get a new hobby guy, or that new dealer thang sounds ok too
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Definitely! I was pretty upset last night, and of course, knowing where this person lives and having the license plate numbers of his cars - I had all kinds of thoughts going through my head. But, going down that path is just asking for trouble - so I'm saying: "Good riddance to bad rubbish!"

Due to the nature of all of this, we all accept a certain amount of risk/flakiness; but it's too bad, because it really doesn't have to be like that. It was cool to finally find someone that seemed somewhat "customer service" oriented. However, he did seem to be getting more and more paranoid as time went on - plus, he had this creepy "Grapes of Wrath" looking boyfriend, which is where I think a lot of the problems were stemming from.

Oh well. I'd like to say I'm going to take a break from this - but you know I'm going to find myself in a super scary trailer park in a few hours with my heart beating out of my chest, waiting for an Escalade with tinted windows to show up. Like, that's not obvious!

Thanks for the advice!
 
Bigfanofthemdrugs said:
one time i was selling e pills, i had a baggie of 20, and some guy asked what kind of pills i have, and i told him, he was like let me see and i pull out the bag to take one, and he snatches the bag and books it. i chased him for like 10 minutes, but he was a fast motherfucker.
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Awww dude that's horrible.
 
ANTM said:
Definitely! I was pretty upset last night, and of course, knowing where this person lives and having the license plate numbers of his cars - I had all kinds of thoughts going through my head. But, going down that path is just asking for trouble - so I'm saying: "Good riddance to bad rubbish!"

Due to the nature of all of this, we all accept a certain amount of risk/flakiness; but it's too bad, because it really doesn't have to be like that. It was cool to finally find someone that seemed somewhat "customer service" oriented. However, he did seem to be getting more and more paranoid as time went on - plus, he had this creepy "Grapes of Wrath" looking boyfriend, which is where I think a lot of the problems were stemming from.

Oh well. I'd like to say I'm going to take a break from this - but you know I'm going to find myself in a super scary trailer park in a few hours with my heart beating out of my chest, waiting for an Escalade with tinted windows to show up. Like, that's not obvious!

Thanks for the advice!
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I always have to wait in the city when i cop dope up the block from this one corner, its not IN the hood but its just down the street a minute or two from the projects, and i have to wait generally like 8-10 minutes (thats once i'm there and i tell him to come) for this black dude to come up to my window, then (mind you we're in front of RANDOM people's houses, he doesn't even live there) the obvious reaching into the passenger window while we do the exchange...
I wouldn't ever worry about sitting in a trailer park lol. White people live in trailer parks. Wiggers aren't anything to worry about, they're not gonna shoot you or anything lololol.
This dealer, he wont even tell me his name. All i know is his phone number and "Black"-thats what he goes by, and he's a black guy so go figure i guess. The hispanic dudes i've dealt with will just have you come to their house, and at least the one i knew his name and where he lived and all that, I showed up at his house once without even tellin him first and he was cool about it.
I copped some bags off the black guy the other night, shot 3 didn't feel much at all, that shit SUCKED. i know it was diesel from the taste but it was some shitty stomped all over diesel for sure.
I'm gonna cop off him more than likely tonight but once this one dude is back in town, I'm gonna go to him instead of the black dude.

Strangely every time I've driven past the projects here en route to the spot my one dude meets me at to do the exchange, I NEVER see anybody outside, we're talking about late here, I woulda thought you'd be able to cop open air IF ANYWHERE around here by the fucking PROJECTS, but nope. I've heard some people talk about open air here saying certain streets have spots, but i swear i never see any dboys out. Maybe i dont know what to look for cause i never copped open air off a random dude before except once, and that wasn't in the hood so it wasn't that kind of thing...but I would've thought there would be dealers standing around the projects especially at night.
 
This is my story...Well...in Oct of 2010, I tried working at McDonald's despite being out of work for 6 months due to back problems. I didn't last long there (~3 weeks) because of my back problems. When I quit, I quickly spent what little cash I had on a QP of reg and some digis because I didn't want to go back to being without income, and I needed something for the pain, so I used what I made to buy various NDTITL. I started selling

Unnecessary, incriminating info.

This went on for a while. Early Jan. of 2011, I went to make a deal with someone I hadn't met before (and there were so many signs that I shouldn't have gone for the deal, but I just kinda thought, fuck it, it's for $xxx worth of corn). I'm halfway inside the dudes window, and he doesn't want to pay, so he floors it. He had to turn towards me to avoid running into the car I had come in, so I had to grab onto the side of his window. He get's up to around 40 really quickly, and I had to bail before he blew through the stop sign turning left which probably would have sucked me under his car...excuse me...his grandma's car. I land face first and roll a few times. The friend who had driven me there (and was still in the car), quickly came to pick me up, and ran me to my house. I get there, limping the whole way to the door in a panic attack to meet my brother-in-law to say "What the fuck?!" He thought I had gotten shot at and a bullet had grazed the top of my head because of all the blood. I had to explain to my parents what happened and have them run me to the ER, tossing pre-weighed sacks out the window that I was supposed to drop after that deal. Been on the cane ever since.

Continued to move shit until I got paranoid about the cops creeping past my driveway. I live in a very small town, and I wouldn't be surprised if they had gotten tipped with the amount of running around I was doing.

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Jktm said:
This is my story...Well...in Oct of 2010, I tried working at McDonald's despite being out of work for 6 months due to back problems. I didn't last long there (~3 weeks) because of my back problems. When I quit, I quickly spent what little cash I had on a QP of reg and some digis because I didn't want to go back to being without income, and I needed something for the pain, so I used what I made to buy various NDTITL. I started selling

Unnecessary, incriminating info.

This went on for a while. Early Jan. of 2011, I went to make a deal with someone I hadn't met before (and there were so many signs that I shouldn't have gone for the deal, but I just kinda thought, fuck it, it's for $xxx worth of corn). I'm halfway inside the dudes window, and he doesn't want to pay, so he floors it. He had to turn towards me to avoid running into the car I had come in, so I had to grab onto the side of his window. He get's up to around 40 really quickly, and I had to bail before he blew through the stop sign turning left which probably would have sucked me under his car...excuse me...his grandma's car. I land face first and roll a few times. The friend who had driven me there (and was still in the car), quickly came to pick me up, and ran me to my house. I get there, limping the whole way to the door in a panic attack to meet my brother-in-law to say "What the fuck?!" He thought I had gotten shot at and a bullet had grazed the top of my head because of all the blood. I had to explain to my parents what happened and have them run me to the ER, tossing pre-weighed sacks out the window that I was supposed to drop after that deal. Been on the cane ever since.

Continued to move shit until I got paranoid about the cops creeping past my driveway. I live in a very small town, and I wouldn't be surprised if they had gotten tipped with the amount of running around I was doing.

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Wow man that's really horrible, but I'm glad you're still alive.
 
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That makes one of us...Now do you understand why my benzo/opioid tolerance is through the roof? lol

I mean shit, it takes 200mg MS-Contin to get me nodding, and a minimum of 8mg alprazolam to START feeling good lol...
 
I am afraid I have been the one doing the jacking. Never to a vulnerable addict or user though. We used to sell a lot but me and my business partner would occasionally rob out of towners to the tune of £10,000 - £12,000 a time when they had come to make a pick up of a load of weed.

I would never turn up to a deal worth more than £1000 without carrying a gun and having a couple of reliable pals with me. If people will turn up to a deal with £10,000 in cash to meet people they only met 2 days ago. Well, they have nobody to blame but themselves. I have lost £10 and £20 here and there when I was younger and I gave someone money to get something but I have never been taken for a big amount.
 
If people will turn up to a deal with £10,000 in cash to meet people they only met 2 days ago. Well, they have nobody to blame but themselves.
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that's complete bullshit, ya dog! anyone that owns a gun should turn it on themselves.
 
My mate was buying 1oz of a guy hed not bought from before, said just wait round the corner if anything goes bad. So we see them walk past to go meet him, and then get a phonecall (guys just got off with the money", we then instantly see them run past our car lol couldn't believe our luck, we where actually sat there waiting with tools ha... Anyway spin the car around pull out on a red light, some other car swerves, these guys are running down the center of the main road, swerve in front of them 100m down the road.

Anyway 4 of us jump out, first get gets a car-jack to the face and is out cold, the other 2 are way ahead already making it quick legs over loads of house fences, thinking anyway fuck it on a main road we just stay with the first guy as he seems to have a bag, anyway after he comes round he hasnt got the cash or weed on him and the other 2 that got away have, we stick him in the back of the car and literally about 12 people at a bus stop where just watching but no one said shit after we said he was a thieving cunt.

The kid was probally only about 18, anyway we drive him down some country path, get him to ring his mates and they just blind out refuse to return the money and say fuck it do what you want to him (Some fucking mates eh??) anyway we give him another kicking and he just start blabbing and crying, so back in the car take him to the bank.. no money what a suprise, take his 2 phones off him, his shoes. Hes pretty fucked up at this point but still walking so cant be that bad, drive for well over an hour right far out and just turf him out. All for an ounce of weed eh? bad day for him, felt pretty sorry for him nearing the end of like an 8 hour ordeal lol.

Anyway one of many "attempted" robbiers, after someone tries to rob you the first time round, or are robbed you dont let it happen again.

On dealers some are complete twats others not so, the wierdest drug deal I think ive ever been in was in London, ordered 1/g flake of some polish guy, he turns up and instantly demands ID to make sure we are over 18 lol??? Gives it me, its all cling film wrapped though so i say im testing it before I leave, gets all fucking mad and tells us to fuck off and just drives off?? lol
 
when i was a git this kid ripped me off for weed then three weeks later went to arm rob some dopers and got shot in the back while his friend in the backseat of the car brandished a firearm. karma is real
 
DavidWhy said:
I am afraid I have been the one doing the jacking. Never to a vulnerable addict or user though. We used to sell a lot but me and my business partner would occasionally rob out of towners to the tune of £10,000 - £12,000 a time when they had come to make a pick up of a load of weed.

I would never turn up to a deal worth more than £1000 without carrying a gun and having a couple of reliable pals with me. If people will turn up to a deal with £10,000 in cash to meet people they only met 2 days ago. Well, they have nobody to blame but themselves. I have lost £10 and £20 here and there when I was younger and I gave someone money to get something but I have never been taken for a big amount.
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What a fuckin dog act. YOU are the reason that people think drug dealers are untrustworthy scum. Legit.
 
I think I posted this story i a different thread a while ago but illnpost it here because its more appropriate here.

So I had some shit and i went to meet the guy and his friends outside my condo building it was about five people but we knew most so we werent trippin. My bf was sitting in my car across the parking lot, he was on the phone so wasnt really paying attention and couldnt see what was happening from that far anyway, and it was my shit so i was like ill go take care of it. I get to their car and they ask to look at it, all of it. It was already wrapped and just a big piece and i was like no dude u gotta give me the dinero first im not handing you the shit. Im like give me the cash and he refused, he flashed some cash but it was wadded up and only looked like a few bucks. Anyway im leaning in the passenger side window of the van and pull it out to break a lil piece off for them to taste and while im doing that they grab my arm, start bookin it and snatch it out my hand! Im still leaning in the window but i got ahold of the guys jacket and im not letting go!!


The guy keeps trying to push me off him and their crappy astrovan can barely gain speed but they eventually do and im dangling from the window and get roadroash on my entire right side, clothes ripped and gravel all in my road rash and i didnt want to get sucked under tires so i let go.

I run to my bfs car to chase them and we can see their tail lights but they already had such a lead on us we lost em. We make a few calls and bribe someone w crack to tell us their location. We roll up to their trailer park and see their van parked in their trailers driveway. The icing on the cake was there they were on their porch nodded out smoking cigs.

My bf and his dude walk up and ask them did you just rob my girl? Of course they say youre confused and hes like shea come over here is this the dude? Im like yea you lyin motherfucker ill never forgot your ugly mug and your disgusting sewer rat gf who was crouched down in the back of their van. So my bfs dude clocks the guy in the face, and my bf had one of those retractable metal batons with the steel ball on the end called an asp. I have the dudes girlfriend by her hair and am nailing her in the face while shes screaming bloody murder. My bf pulls out the asp, retracts it and hits the dude rights over the skull with it. Ill never forgot the sound is was like a dry 2x4 snapping in half, so freakishly loud. The dude ended up with a fractured skull and two broken ribs.

While all this was happening some people who mustve been their friends pulled into the driveway and saw what was going on, and the girl i had was trying to run to them for help but i still had her and was screaming call the cops. They just reveraed and pulled out the driveway.

Was a very fucked up situation, the police even came to the dudes hospital room but he never gave us up. I never put myself in situations like that ever again, but when you rob someone youre asking for it. What they got was excessive though...
 
I have the best revenge story for pieces of shit that like robbin people/runnin off with money..about 4 years ago i wanted to buy some xans..i was fuckin around wit this girl n she said her bro can get em im like sweet go get em.i give the dude the money n he gives me the i gotta walk down the street to get it blah blah blah..SURPRISE faggot never returns.keep in mind im bangin his sister,bustin nuts on her belly/mouth..the whole nine yards..fast forward 2 years im back at the same house but tonight everybody is all super drunk n everyone falls asleep..bummer rite? Im jus sittin downstairs playin xbox jus chillin..i hear sumone comin down stairs...its the mom of the girlvi wa bangin n the dude that jackd me(he dont live there).so she asks if i got any pot ,i say ya a lil shes like ya com upstairs n smoke..we smoke and talk and talk and she asks if i wanted some amaretto or sum shit im like no i got beer down stairs i get a beer,we talk some more,get another beer,she pours another..keep in mind she is short has long dirty blonde hair n not that bad..we end up goin to watch tv in a spare roomshe closed the door behind us..we sit on the footon n start watchin the sopranos,were still talkin wide awake she starts rubbin the small of my back......im like oh shit..not to LITERALLY dicksize but i cant hide my erection not possible..then like a fuckin cheetah she swoops down grabs my belt n says "drop em".. At this point im not really processin whats happinin and lets face it she was a cute hippie momma n we were talkin for HOURS laughin jokin..i drop em n she proceeds to give the best suck job iv ever expierienced EVER...like seriously dyson,hoover and oreck aint got shit on her....i finish n she proceeds to chug the rest of her now luke warm amaretto kisses me on the cheek n gets up without saying a word..at this point im not thinking about her son who jackd me years back.but i wake up a buddy who was sownstairs sleepin the whole time n i tell him what jus happend n he disnt believe me at first but i persisted to tell him the details..once the russh of gettin wit a sexy milf wore off..i thought about her piece of shit son and nestled up,smoked a roach and happily went to bed..honestly i wouldnt believe this if sumone said this happend to them but it did n i still cant believe it..dont run off wit my money or ill fuck your sister and bust an extra fat nut in your mamas mouth..the sister found out n beat the shit outta me tho(gave me 5 good punches in the face)its really funny how karma turned around and totally fucked this dude over for life for bein a piece of shit..no more good night kisses from mommy hahhahahahaha..so all u jackers out there watch it cuz if ur jackin my money im gunna cream your moms face...
 
Yodaddy- thats not really a revenge story. You just got sucked off by a milf who initiated it. I doubt the dude who burned you is losing any sleep over it.
 
wats wrong with the quote button.

and for the guy with a gun who deal in BRITISH pounds. STFU! You aint got shit unless it's a daisy red ryder.

Only when I was little. I have very long established dealers now (over 10 years with them).
 
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