UnSquare
Ex-Bluelighter
The HATE kind Of CARE.
Like how God Loves Satan.

Like how God Loves Satan.



hitekatl said:One place that particularly sticks out in my mind is when I once got out of jail (after having served ten days) for simple possession (about $5 in heroin liquid inside a needle)... as soon as I was let out, I realized that the county jail was LITERALLY 3 blocks away from the city's copping spot. I, luckily, had a pretty decent commissary check in hand to cash and, it being the seedy part of town, there were check cashing places all over. I found a place that would do it for $7 (all the other sharks were trying to get $20) and got my money. I literally ran to the dope spot and was throwing my money at anyone who seemed like they had at least a heroin connect, if not an actual connect. (I woulda called my boy, but I didn't have my cell phone; it was in the car at the impound lot). Now, this was in Atlanta, so for anyone out there familiar with the area, you know how rough this part of town can be... I finally get my dope... and, mind you, I am a rather small-statured white guy wearing khaki's and a button down shirt in the middle of the ghetto. I fix up on the side of the road behind some trees on top of a HUGE rock (probably 8 feet tall in some parts). As soon as I jumped down and got back onto the road... BAM... a cop pulls up around the corner and jumps out and grabs me. He accuses me of having done a deal with some dude on the corner (some random guy...) and was strip searched in the middle of the road... 5-7 minutes later, I was outta there, off to get my car out of lockup. BLAH! (sorry that was so long)
jykkE said:yup, im in atlanta. I know what your talking about![]()
euphoricnod said:I remember I went to cop with this asshole kid one time and I'm driving him home and just like that he starts to fix up in my car...