on ma last post i posted i got 2 really shity .1 bags and it was just a bit better than what was the bash going around with a proper non kit taste to it very weak. so i go to score off the same guy as i got told hed give me 3 goood ones the next time and well he isnt in and i onlly went there cos the guy with the good phone was off and he wasent answering his door. so i decide to say fuck it and go too the worst guy of them ALL here for quality cos id lost 50 quid in the bookies and needed sumthing. when i get there chap the door guy answers all para and sketched out as he aint seen me in ages and prob cant recalll me asks me if am working for the police and i say ob not mate its ***** fae the chemist have you got. he looked behind me n then i saiid 2 mate and he put the bags into ma hand. well i wwas walking down the stairs i noticed he had actualy gave me 3 bags and ii was like fare enough thats nice but it looks like the bash. well i get home and cos its in the bag that are hard to tell exactly i put it on the foil and my first burn hit the back of the throat like the good stuff thats about does and i just leapp up and shout get in ya beut!!!! haha 3 .2 bag for £20 of the good stuff!!!
well please!
well please!

