Whats good! yeah, the "Motown Rush" episode was dope. I smoked mad rocks with the chick with one eye from that shit. Anyways..
Current Detroit Dope Report: From most of my regular DDs things have been pretty nice. I live downtown and due to my current legal situation I can't leave the loft where I live, therefore I require a delivery guy. Sometimes i go and corner cop but my main source of skag gets delivered right to my door. Which is not really that hard to accomplish, seeing as there is an abundance of dealers very near where I live.
I have two main dudes. One has been coming with some white powder. Fat dimes, around a tenth and fluffy as hell. Mixes up milky and cloudy. Sometimes clogs the rig if i use a tiny cotton. Decent shit though. One usually rocks me pretty good. Two and I'm suckin my own dick for the afternoon. Usually takes the motherfucker around 3 to 4 hours to come through, so i usually call before I need the shit, knowing he'll take forever.
The second dude comes quick as hell. Like, 10 minutes and he's at my door. The dope is also great, actually a bit better quality, I just don't get as much. Ten bucks gets me a fat shot nonetheless. This dope is a hard rock. Dark tan to brownish colored. You gotta smash the shit up in the pack before you dump it in the spoon. I don't ever put heat to my shit but some do and it helps to melt it down. Pulls up perfectly into a nice dark southern iced tea color. Better initial rush with this shit than the milky shit, high seems to wear off a bit quicker though. He usually gives me 5 for 40. Other dude is all dimes, all the way up with price breaks being rare. And he always bums cigarettes off me when he comes. First dude usually stays around forever too. Hangin out and shit. Whatever. He doesn't mind that i fix up immediately, so it's all good.
Corner coppin has been mad shitty. Especially in the standard downtown spots. Everybody tryin' to get over on somebody. Like the fiends all scrape up their change and cop a few packs, then stomp on 'em, turn 10 bags into 15, and re-sell 'em. Or they try to get you with the okie-doke "nickel for a dime" move. For those not familiar with coppin in Detroit: Most people on the street sell NICKS! But if they don't know you or think they can get down they'll charge you ten for it. Heads up, fellow heads. Keep it safe. "These streets is a mutha" -----0------SPENDR------->