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Do You Enjoy Scoring Drugs?

Do you?

  • Yes

    Votes: 147 54.0%

  • No

    Votes: 125 46.0%
  • Total voters
    272
how could anyone enjoy following a random whore into a crackden without electricity or water even a roof? Constantly watching your back, trying to out-game liars and deceivers? I hate to lie. I hate to be in danger (of prison). That look in the eye of people who thought they were your friend... That envious, abadoned, hungry look. Maybe they really sincerely thought they were your friend, but you were never their friend. They don't know how to have friends. It's not their fault.. Everyone is a tool and a pawn and a betrayer, even yourself. You use each other, whether or not you realize it yet.

I hate how every one of my virtues has a price, or a weight, if you prefer. I'm nothing stable, it's all negiotable.

If I don't have a phone contact, I don't do the drug. fuck the game.
 
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I hate it. In the ideal scenario I would have an air tube system in my room where I press a button, load the money into one tube and then press another button. It'll suck my money up and pop out a little bottle with my ordered drugs in it. I don't want to go see a bunch of shady ass drug dealers that also happen to be criminals independently of the fact that they sell drugs.
 
I hate coppin. Every day is a fuckin risk rollin through Newark. My one dealer told me to

go to the end of _______ st. and wait yesterday. I rolled up, sat ther for a minute, and

two dudes walked up who I thought might be runners, because my dealer has mad of them.

They asked me what I needed, and I was like nah Im good, Im waiting for someone. Then

dude started askin me for money, then told me and my boy to lift our shirts to make sure we

had no guns or werent wearin wires. Then hes like nah, dont you pull away. How much money

you got? THEN HE PULLED OUT A FUCKIN NINE AND STUCK IT IN MY FACE. Then, he put it to

my boys head, I gave him the money, and pulled off WITH NO DOPE AND NO MONEY. Then of

course after I pull off down the street I see my fuckin dealer. Im like what the fuck I just got

fuckin robbed sittin there waiting for you. HORRIBLE night last night. FUCK COPPIN DRUGS.
 
I love the drive there, i LOVE the drive back. I even like driving around the city pointing out something i had never noticed before, or kid i a see scoring all the time, or laughing at something going on on the street. But I cant stand and absolutely hate the time sitting in the car waiting, checking my mirrors every ten seconds, leaning back in my seat. For some reason i feel fine driving, like i could deal with cops, or that i wont get pulled over. But once im parked, I feel like im just waiting to get popped. In the end though, Im alway glad it happened and i usually have a big smile on my face.

Ive also never gotten arrested scoring so that probably has a lot to do with it. and ive never gotten robbed or stuck (sorry to hear about that JerZ), only shorted or given some crap, but its always been something.
 
Fuck no, scoring is the worst part.

Maybe I'm just surrounded by unreliable people but I hate waiting for a connect to come through. The longer they take the more likely it is to not happen at all. Murphys law plays a bigggg part I've noticed.

When scoring I'm always inches away from my phone and barely concentrating on anything other than that phone call. It really is relieving when things work out but the absolute worst thing is unanticipated sobriety.
 
I hate it, it's a 2 hour ride by train and underground which costs, 29 pounds :!. Then I get to stand at a payphone waiting for a call back.

I hate when my dealer starts speaking Hindi or Paki to his friends. I know he's talking about me... :(
 
its fuckin nerve wreckin. u kno how many times i got scooped up for loitering with intent to commit CDS. how beat is that; they arrest you cuz they know your somewhere trying to get drugs. talk about racial profiling. i hate jerseys laws but love the cities. but do i LIKE to cop drugs, sure; cuz i want drugs. do i like the risk all the nervous shit; fuck no i got anxiety issues as it is; why u think i use most the drugs i do. lol.
 
JerZ i feel you man; i went to paterson to meet a new connect for OC. i was gonna get 70 80's and the dude my boy set me up with robbed me and my girl for 1300 bones. had me get out the car and a civic pulled up and 4 niggas hopped out and hit me a few times and ran my shit and bounced; luckily cops seen i came up wit a quick story cuz ima hustler and been gettn in shit for years so me n wifey kno how to deal wit cops and they eventually found dudes drivin in the same whip wit my money, guns, dope, crack, and trees in the whip. Now i gotta go thru this whole court bs process and altho i feel bad about snitchin n bein a victim/witness and shit cuz its not at all my style, but sry them niggas get wat they deserve. All 4 of em facin 8-10 yrs for strong armed robbery and mad other charges.

why the fuck cant niggas ever do business correctly; dont they realize they gonna make out good either way; ive never ripped anyone off that aint have it comin to em and ive made tens of thousands in my yrs flippin. oh well; just felt bad for ya and figured ide throw in my 2 cents. at least u aint get merked for 1300 like me.!
 
lazydullard said:
how could anyone enjoy following a random whore into a crackden without electricity or water even a roof? Constantly watching your back, trying to out-game liars and deceivers? I hate to lie. I hate to be in danger (of prison). That look in the eye of people who thought they were your friend... That envious, abadoned, hungry look. Maybe they really sincerely thought they were your friend, but you were never their friend. They don't know how to have friends. It's not their fault.. Everyone is a tool and a pawn and a betrayer, even yourself. You use each other, whether or not you realize it yet.

I hate how every one of my virtues has a price, or a weight, if you prefer. I'm nothing stable, it's all negiotable.

If I don't have a phone contact, I don't do the drug. fuck the game.
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Sux when your stuck in a game you never wanted to play....in order to get a product because of bs law. You may not be directly forced.....but you know what happens if you dont. Shit is evil. But at the same time I love it to a extent....got to love or i lose my sanity
 
exit56 said:
I love the drive there, i LOVE the drive back. I even like driving around the city pointing out something i had never noticed before, or kid i a see scoring all the time, or laughing at something going on on the street. But I cant stand and absolutely hate the time sitting in the car waiting, checking my mirrors every ten seconds, leaning back in my seat. For some reason i feel fine driving, like i could deal with cops, or that i wont get pulled over. But once im parked, I feel like im just waiting to get popped. In the end though, Im alway glad it happened and i usually have a big smile on my face.

Ive also never gotten arrested scoring so that probably has a lot to do with it. and ive never gotten robbed or stuck (sorry to hear about that JerZ), only shorted or given some crap, but its always been something.
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I'm the same fucking way. I don't enjoy driving. unless i'm alone in a ghost town where i can fucking speed and do stupid shit in my car (not while high, sober of course:)

But yeah, Siting waiting i always think i'm be murdered. always checking to see whats going on. Its even bad when you don't look like you belong there lol. I get ashamed
 
Sorry to hear what happened to you jerzfire, but thats the risk we take in this game. I bet you were probably more pissed at not getting your dope that night and having to be sick than getting robbed huh lol. I remember the two times I got stuck up and robbed for my dope money, I didn't even care that I had a gun to my head or that I had gotten punched a few times and had a busted lip, I was just furious that my money was gone and that I wasn't getting my dope and that I had to go and somehow scheme someone to get more to cop. We junkies really have our priorities straight don't we lol.

Also, I second what lacey said about people stressing out over meeting their weed dealers in their homes. That shouldn't even be called "scoring" or "copping" drugs. I just love the people who talk about having to make missions into the ghetto and hitting corners in the hood to get their weed lol. Only reason I go to the hood is for H and rocks. You shouldn't have to go the ghetto for weed.
 
I also do not like it. Luckily I do not have to go to a really bad place to get it. I copped a couple of times off the street because my dealer was MIA. So I basically had to go to that stereotypical house without electricity, water and door slamming because of the draft, shady people walking by. I went completely without a compass, just hoping I find someone to supply me with some H cause up to that point in time I never successfully scored off the street (once I tried but got pulled over by cops cause I was suspicious. I went home) But somehow I got lucky and met like the nicest junkies I could possibly wish for (knocks on wood ) (huge building and this bunch had this one room occupied as their own; actually the room was quite clean and taken care of). They actually gave me a few lines cause I was in w/d (even before I payed for anything).
I have also gotten a number for future deals so now I have this kewl guy (knock again) that has yet to hustle me ( I hope he does not, he seems a really nice dude, good vibe ) . Good stuff for good money. So to show appreciation I always pay him extra (value of a lunch) or bring him something to eat or a few packs of cigs even though he never asked for anything. Just so he knows Im grateful he is not screwing me over. And he seems happy about it and gives me good stuff and even brings it closer to me.
 
^^^ don't think they were junkies of any sort, sounds like real pros and you got lucky with people that will treat you right, nice job. I used to run into people like that, they let me test it first for free, they posed as junkies, but once i got to know them more they were big sellers who don't use themselfs. Good group of dealers and i miss that type of treatment. I miss my old job with the big money lol
 
But when not copping in the ghetto I do enjoy scoring drugs. Its part of the ritual of drug use as so is preparing the drug.
 
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