At 3/19/09 06:31 PM, ToastedCupcake wrote:
Last night was so sketchy. My bro met an old friend from high school who lives about 5-10 minutes away from us, and coincidentally he sells bud. So my brother and a friend of ours ride up the street to the gas station, and before the dude pulls up, a cop rolls by. The dude pulls up and asks if he can do the deal at our house, so my brother figured that'd be better than doing it right in front of the gas station.
We were originally gonna get 2g of KB for $30 and our friend was gonna cut the dealer's hair. Then the guy says he doesn't want a hair cut, so he'll do 2g for $35. We didn't have $35, so he says he's going back to his house to weigh out 1.5 for $30. (His house is only about 5 minutes from the gas station in one direction, ours is 5 minutes in the other.) He takes about 20 minutes to a half hour, and finally gets to our house. About 5 minutes after the deal, another cop creeps by our house while we're packing up a bowl. Then he drove by again the other way and drove up the road.
Fuck that guy. And his texts. And the police?
Nah not that last one unless they're pigs.
At 3/19/09 09:22 PM, Lkoz91 wrote:
What a prick, I can't stand when people NEED feedback on their bud, even worse when they imply that it's "dank as hell". Pineapple Express put it best, you're dealer isn't your friend lol. Well in most cases anyway.
Most of mine are my friends, but they don't do sketchy shit either. I like to get feedback when I sell shit, but I don't even request it, I just let them say what they're gonna say, and if that turns out to be nothing, I assume they are satisfied.
At 3/19/09 10:51 PM, Elfer wrote:
Got a pretty big bud in my last pick-up.
Lego mans for scale.
That's quite nice.
That looks like what I was buyin about 4 months ago from a dealer who, unlike most of the people I get shit from, is not really my friend. He was, however, interesting to buy from. He had different shit just about every time I bought from him, which prompts the Forrest Gump quote, "Life is like a box of chocolates: you never know what you're gonna get."
At 3/20/09 03:09 PM, genitalwart wrote:
does this club discuss how to be smart about marijuana? like how to hide it from my parents. cause i dont know, if they see it, they will trash it.......
Find a place that it will fit that no one would ever look. I like to mix it up, but I also have a bunch of tins and boxes that used to hold candy, and I usually keep it in one of those. I used to keep x there back when I used to deal (and overuse) MDMA. I had soooo many quadstacks, used to insufflate til my nose bled. :D
At 3/20/09 06:56 PM, Ship wrote:
Get a good hiding spot and don't come home blazed as fuck?
I think he wanted examples. :P
Also, I come home blazed as fuck all the time, but I'm a fucking wierdo so no one can tell the difference.
At 3/21/09 11:30 AM, Lkoz91 wrote:
I burned with a couple friends yesterday and we ended up looking at the stars since it was a clear forecast that night. We got really deep and started talking about how many planets there are out there. The universe is constantly growing larger and larger. Each star is technically a sun and has planets orbiting it. With so many planets out there we started talking about how there is such a large possibility then that there are other life forms. Now what if those other life forms are even more advanced then we are and already know about our existence?
Just thought I'd share that with you guys, it really got me thinking.
I've had many similar discussions on that topic with my best friend.
At 3/22/09 12:01 AM, Ship wrote:
Haha my stuff is in an old stuffed animal that has a zipper on the bottom where a sound box used to be that made the animal talking when you squeezed it. It's a perfect spot. The stuffed animal is so old that no one touches it anymore, and the inside of it is so spacious. I can fit a half ounce and a box of cigs in there.
I have one of those from when I was little. It's a cow. It goes ||\\//|| (()) (())
At 3/23/09 06:21 PM, Sensationalism wrote:
With some people, it's almost like they want to believe the bullshit instead of the truth. My mum, for example. I remember a few years ago, I'd talk to her some mornings outside during the summer about how good marijuana is and how it should be legalised and all that. Well I stopped talking to her because it's pretty hopeless. Even when I stopped using it, she still would send me emails about how I need to "stop using" or "get clean" and like I said earlier, she thinks it stays in your system and messes with you long after you've stopped. She just wants the drama I think, because she makes me out to be some kind of black sheep. My cousins and my brother have smoked weed, but I'm the only one who gets bitched at or talked about. Haha, now I'm just complaining about my mum and stuff. But she needs to leave me alone. I'm 21, and she's yelled at me for having sex. lol, it's not cool. Shit, I totally rambled in my post :(
Wow. That's ridiculous. o_0
At 3/23/09 08:06 PM, Scrotaculous wrote:
Don't even talk to her about it. Parents are such liars. When my mom found a pot seed on the floor of my room, she asked me if I smoked pot, so I told her yes. Then she asked me when i started, so I lied and said that I had started about two weeks earlier, when in fact I had smoked for over a year almost daily. She said that she had noticed me acting differently these past two weeks hahahahahaha.
Reminds me of a conversation i had with my mom where I got her to say some really racist shit about China through that same type of psychology.