Yeah it does every dealer that gets their hands on it along the way adds a little something.
I had met a dealer 20 years ago who's shit was extremely pure. I got his number off my phone when someone else used my phone toake a call, and I called it like a week later and went to meet him. He was saying I don't know who who the fuck are you? And I was telling him the guy that used my phone introduced us, and he said he didn't remember that, bit he sold to me anyways.
About a week later he calls me out of the blue asking me if I wanted an ounce for $600 and pay him in a week. That's fucking cheap as hell so fuck why not. That shit was so good . I doubled it with soda and I had enough to pay him back that night with a whole bunch left for me. So I paid him.
He wanted to know if I wanted another and I said not right now, maybe when I run out.
Just a couple days later he started calling me collect from a jail in North Dakota ten times a day.
I did not accept the charges.
Why the fuck was he calpinge anyways? From jail? In a different state?
He was calling hoping you'd bail his ass out, keep his business going, move some product on his behalf, or something like that - I'd assume/guess.
I have bought large quantities of coke and sold some to friends, but nothing serious. I normally don't sell drugs. I figure that I went through the effort and expense to buy it, I might as well keep it. I do try to buy in bulk whenever possible.
I don't normally sell drugs either, at all. I just hooked up a couple close friends enough to pay what I owed. There's no pussy in jail and selling drugs leads to jail. So I avoid doing that at all.
It was tempting when I was younger and poor. I always had great connections.
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