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My dealer gave me 2 out of 3 skimped dubs of coke. Instead of 450-500mg they were 300mg. Shit pissed me off. Last week he gave me one that was small.. but I mean its def on purpose. Its not like its 326mg or some random number.. It is weighed out to exactly 300mg when all the other shit is 450-500mg.
 
I'm not bitching, really, but I sent my girl to go pick up a bundle from our guy, and we always give him the correct money. I don't think we've ever shorted him, and we'd never fuck him because he's really more of a friend than anything else... well, he sent his runner to see us, and his runner told him that we gave him some obscure amount of money like $47 or something. I won't post how much we were supposed to give him, but you can imagine that no matter how much the bun might cost, it probably wasn't $47...

He calls my girl and tells her that she gave his runner the wrong money. But my girl was insistent: "I don't even have any singles on me, so there's no way!" Then, at that moment, the runner checks his other pocket and pulls out the money she gave him. My guy was so apologetic, "Oh shit! He found it... okay, okay... I'm sorry."

Like, it's OK and it's not a problem, but honestly... he should know better than to think we'd ever fuck him. We're not like that, and there's no reason to fuck him in the first place because we know he'd never let us go sick. He'll throw us bags, front us, do whatever he has to do... so why fuck him? Hell, dealers have left stacks in my car before (that's ten bundles, one hundred bags...) and I haven't taken them. (I made a lot of junkies cringe just now, I'm sure... lol)
 
Like, it's OK and it's not a problem, but honestly... he should know better than to think we'd ever fuck him. We're not like that, and there's no reason to fuck him in the first place because we know he'd never let us go sick. He'll throw us bags, front us, do whatever he has to do... so why fuck him? Hell, dealers have left stacks in my car before (that's ten bundles, one hundred bags...) and I haven't taken them. (I made a lot of junkies cringe just now, I'm sure... lol)
You deserve at least 5 free bags for giving that back... :D
 
Back in the day i only knew dealers from the dodgy areas and they always had the best stuff.

Now i deal with the suburb dealers, they are far better. They will arrive within 10 mins after being called, never more then 2 mins late.
Once guy i have used for at least 7 years has given me free shit, stuff on credit, has come to help me change my tire, visited many times, even steals beer from his friends to sell to me if im out after the bottle store has closed. It works to develop a realtionship.
 
Yeah for real, I have no reason to bitch. I call my guy when I'm 10 minutes away. The phone goes to voice mail and he immediately either calls me from a private number or texts me from the number I called and tells me the spot. I go there, he's there 80% of the time and the rest of the time he's no more than 5 minutes away. And whenever they run out, they just tell me to wait and within five minutes they get more dropped off. They only sell half gs and they're exactly the same every time. Never over or under weight. They charge less than the going rate for a half around here too. Highest quality tar around too. I'm blessed to have an amazing dealer that's really on point.
 
Back in the day i only knew dealers from the dodgy areas and they always had the best stuff.

Now i deal with the suburb dealers, they are far better. They will arrive within 10 mins after being called, never more then 2 mins late.
Once guy i have used for at least 7 years has given me free shit, stuff on credit, has come to help me change my tire, visited many times, even steals beer from his friends to sell to me if im out after the bottle store has closed. It works to develop a realtionship.

When I just fucked with oxy it was great.. mad suburb dealers with awesome setups.. one comes to mind a dude who worked at exxon dealin out of the gas station. It was perfect.. you go get gas and pick up the pills, you can hand the money in blatant plain sight. and you know he is gonna be there so you dont gotto wait on anyone you just drive up.

Thats long gone though since I switched to dope. I migrated to 100% ghetto coppin till I moved to nyc. Now I cop in brooklyn adn its like a combination between suburbs and ghetto.. minus all the heat you deal with in NJ and also a better melting pot of color not a grain of white rice in a bowl of brown pepper
 
When I just fucked with oxy it was great.. mad suburb dealers with awesome setups.. one comes to mind a dude who worked at exxon dealin out of the gas station. It was perfect.. you go get gas and pick up the pills, you can hand the money in blatant plain sight. and you know he is gonna be there so you dont gotto wait on anyone you just drive up.

Thats long gone though since I switched to dope. I migrated to 100% ghetto coppin till I moved to nyc. Now I cop in brooklyn adn its like a combination between suburbs and ghetto.. minus all the heat you deal with in NJ and also a better melting pot of color not a grain of white rice in a bowl of brown pepper

It's funny how shit works. Out here in NYC, all the pill heads are middle to upper class white people. But from the sounds of it, once you get to dope, it goes straight to the ghetto. It's odd how social stigma attaches itself to a substance.
 
It's funny how shit works. Out here in NYC, all the pill heads are middle to upper class white people. But from the sounds of it, once you get to dope, it goes straight to the ghetto. It's odd how social stigma attaches itself to a substance.

Yeah that's pretty much exactly what happens. When I was into pills, man, I would meet a family friend who lived not far from me in our mostly white, middle class, suburban little two-horse town. We never had to go anywhere sketchy, never had to see anyone sketchy...

Then we got into dope, and man, how things changed. We had to go into the city, into the fucking projects, and meet legit drug-dealers... no more meeting family friends, that's for sure. lol
 
It's funny to hear all this, cause I'm middle class, and from NYC as well, but I fucking started off on dope like an idiot, because I didn't even know what oxycodone was until I had been sniffing smack for about 3 months..

Anyway, yeah, it's a pain in the ass. The guy I've dealt with the most this week (cause I lost my other number-long story), is a real slob, and more of a middleman than an actual dealer. His dope also seems to vary greatly depending on who he gets it from, and earlier this week, I actually recieved heroin for the first time in years in a folded up piece of foil instead of a stamped bag. I was sure I had been ripped off, but it was real, just not very good.. hopefully there will be better days ahead.
 
My biggest complaint about my dude, is that he mumbles too fucking much. Like, he gets so fucked up that I can't even understand anything that he says. So I'm just like "oh, yeah... for sure, I'll call when I get there."

...That, and at his apartment complex, someone has to let you into the building, so I'll call him when I'm walking up to the door, and sometimes he'll take like 5-10 mins to come let me in. Like, yo... this isn't obvious or anything, let me the fuck in you douche.
 
^haha, that's like this guy I was going through for a bit was sort of like that. He just seemed unable to understand what i was trying to communicate, which would result in me having to scream into my phone "A BUNDLE! I NEED 10 BAGS OF DOPE. NO, NOT WEED, HEROIN!"
 
same with one of my old dudes. was like 6'7", 250lb, tattoos all over his body & face, always answered the phone "sup big dawg" then from there it was just mumbling for a while. Then I would ask "so is it straight to come through" and I was at least lucky enough to pick up if he said yes or no (most of the time)
 
"Friend" passing off RCs as MDMA, LSD, etc. on purpose

Apparently, my so called "friend" said that he purposely gives people research chemicals and tells them it's MDMA, LSD, or other legitimate drug. For example, hetold me he gave people 2-CE and said it was molly, and also added, "I think it's funny, they start tripping instead of rolling". I also know for a fact that he gives people 25-i as LSD as well. I told him that it was fucked up and to tell them what it really is, but he just shook his head and said he would keep denying it.

I'm still battling with this thought in my head, it makes me absolutely sick that people do this. You need to know what you're putting in your body, ESPECIALLY if they're mostly untested research chemicals. I'm not going to be hanging around this motherfucker anymore, and I feel pretty compelled to warn people of what he does. :X Thoughts?
 
This might be better suited for a blog post- there's not really a central question so it doesn't quite fit in BDD. It might be better suited in the Psychedelic Drugs forum, or the Drug Culture forum...

that said, you're friend is obviously being an ass and endangering the life of other people.
That's the kind of stuff that will end him up in jail in the end... If someone od's on 25-i thinking it was LSD, or likewise for 2-C-e then the blame has to be put on not just the user but also the seller, you're friend would be directly responsible for the deaths...

If I were you I would ABSOLUTELY warn people about your friend at very least... I'd be hard pressed not to get the cops involved.
Try talking to your friend again - let him/her know there's serious consequences for being a scumbag dealer
 
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As mgrady said, not only is this a complete asshole move by him, it's potentially very dangerous. Having someone ingest too much LSD is mostly benign, ingesting too much 2CI-NBOMe could result in someone having their hand amputated or going into cardiac arrest.

I'd suggest informing everyone who deals with him what he's doing.
 
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