Uh oh. I'm not only looking at this site again, but I'm posting. Which means what's buried in the back of my mind is slowly creeping forward into the light of day, and before I know it, I'll be picking up more often...
Woosa - IME when you cook a shot and get weird neon colors, it typically means it's cut with fentanyl. I've picked up bags on the WS that were cut with fent - nicklebags that you couldn't finish cause you were laid out. I'm pretty sure you know what fent is, if you don't, search it and read up. Typical side effect = death. I know people that prefer the fent, and a lot of nurses and anesthesiologists get hooked on meds cause they have access, and its usually fent. For me, there's really no rush, it just puts me down like that. So not worth it, for me. You should notice a difference in the potency of the shit you have, and if not, shit, who knows what kinda crap gets used for cut in some cases.
Nasty - welcome. I got no answers for you on that post above...I mean...who knows, right? I've had PCs disappear on me, no notice, then call or text back in a week or a month or whatever, saying "hey sorry, the battery on my phone died" to "I went out of town on vacation" to "so and so got busted, this is his cousin and I'm handling the business" - and "I'm back out of jail on lets do this".......so you don't really know, you'll never really know cause it's likely he won't tell you the truth anyway from the sound of what you wrote. He could have cut a plea bargain, but usually that works the other way - not to set up a bunch of small time customers (no offense intended) but to work it up the ladder, like setting up his supplier. If you feel somethings wrong, trust yourself. Either ask him straight up on the phone, like sorry guy but this seems weird, is everything ok? are you setting me up? or something direct like that and gauge his reaction, or just don't do it.
Honest to god, that's one of the things I like about street spots aside from just the rush of scoring, but the fact that nobody has my phone # or my fake phone #, i don't have to get a fake phone or worry about people calling at weird times or my wife answering the phone, or the police getting ahold of a phone that has all my text messages and calls logged, etc. Just wham, bam, roll up, hit it, and roll out. The fun of searching for a new spot, or trying to get a deal or pass out at the right time, haggling and going to the different spot down the street, etc.
Ok, I'm babbling. That's what we used to do here. Where's Chinky at? or Cicero, or Chef, or lots of the old timers....LAter, GN, sweet dreams.....
Gracias fellow opiat'er! Haha. There still are some groovy and legit people out here (there) in the world. Meeting people who show sincere kindness, who help rather than hinder or harm or bring UP and not down others is extraordinarily refreshing. 
Wooooooooord. Hope you all are good and high! Or at least 'well' ! Yes?
