Craziest mission you ever went on to get buds

great experiences! The hassle of prohibition is always a blast to deal with.

Due to the lack of serious dealers where i live i had to steal my moms piece of shit suburban and drive two hundred fucking miles just to find a sack but it was cool cause i got a to kick it with some college friends and roll jays.

earlier this summer I had to walk to another city, we started walking at 7pm and ended our walk at 5am

one time, i called this guy for some weed, and he delivered it to my house! it was dank...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Originally Posted by Captain Jack Sparrow

When my usual dealer was out of town I had to deal with some pretty shady kids. First, they picked me up then we chilled at their house with a bunch of other kids I didn't even know. We smoked a few bowls out on their front porch while we were waiting. The thing was there was about 4 of us going in on a QP. I was getting an ounce. Well, 2 kids bailed so we spent another 3 hours calling up other connections.

Long story short, I spent about 6 1/2 hours literally just sitting on his front porch waiting for him to go get weed. He did come through though with an ounce of kind bud, cost me fucking $230 though but I at that point I just wanted to get my weed and get the fuck out of there. Deals like that piss me the fuck off.

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that happend to me except the guy got arrested on his way back

One time me and my friend N called up our guy for a gram of some hash oil from one of the cannabis clubs, he told us to come over to his pad in 20 minutes. We go over to his house, find his girlfriend he just broke up with cleaning her stuff out and she says he hadn't been there all day. We call him back and he tells us to drive to his friends house. He gives us some directions that I could hardly hear and tells us that he will be outside. We get to where he told us to go we ended up driving around for 20 minutes because we couldn't find him. We called him back a few times, he didnt pick up. We finally got ahold of him, and he gave us wrong directions. So, we finally ended up meeting with him. We gave him the money ($100) and he gave us a big ziplock bag. We drove off, looked in the bag and there was like a gram of weed. Called him back, his phone was busy. Called like every 5 minutes for half an hour and finally we got ahold of him, told him, he gave us the hash oil and let us keep the weed.

My main dealer is the coolest hookup you could ever have.

This guy is a cashier at the drive-thru window at the local McDonalds. He pretty much always has at least 2 pounds of chronic on him at all times. What you do is call him up and say you need a QP or whatever, then roll up to the drive-thru 10 minutes later. When you get there, you ask for a milkshake. He gives you the cup with the bud inside it, and you hand him the money. It's that easy and it's fuckin sweet. I pick up from this guy all the time. Only reason he gets away with it is because his cousin owns the McDonalds and is cool with it.

one time me and my friend went to another friends house to get an ounce and we go up to the door and we hear a strange noise behind us,so we turn around and we see this guy in a fourth of a car drive up.it was so tiny.it was actually a honda that had been cut somehow and put back together.anyways he doesn't park it,he just drives up through the lawnand yells toward the house "is j.d here?"they say no and he leaves and then a few minutes go by and were all sitting on the porch and then two u.s marshals pull up to serve a warrent on j.d(friends brother).it was scary because we were in the process of buying an ounce at the time which we did'nt get by the way.

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Originally Posted by LuckyNiner

My main dealer is the coolest hookup you could ever have.

This guy is a cashier at the drive-thru window at the local McDonalds. He pretty much always has at least 2 pounds of chronic on him at all times. What you do is call him up and say you need a QP or whatever, then roll up to the drive-thru 10 minutes later. When you get there, you ask for a milkshake. He gives you the cup with the bud inside it, and you hand him the money. It's that easy and it's fuckin sweet. I pick up from this guy all the time. Only reason he gets away with it is because his cousin owns the McDonalds and is cool with it.

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Wow dude that is cool as shit. That's hilarious. I used to work at McDonald's, I'm surprised he would risk dealing like that! Sounds pretty sketch but still funny as hell! :thumbsup:

btw congrats joint killer, this is a sweet thread, i remember sometime a few months ago,wen i was an noob, i used to go on a mission to get bud, whereas now the dealer comes to my house now, but i had to trek bout 1 hr to this place, then hop on a bus, this was ne of the most dodgyest areas in london, HACKNEY, so i always used to risk goin, neway this one day i didnt have credit, and caled my mate who lives in the area an told him id meet him there an call my dealer from his house, but it all ewent messed up an the dealer never showed, so i just called this other guy in my area who just gave me mids, so it wsnt a wasted nite.

thanks dude....basically the nutsiest mission i ever had to go on was during Frosh week my first year of college...me and my neighbour went on a hunt all that week but noone had bothered to bring up any serious buds so the place was super dry. Anyway we started hitchhiking to halifax (3 hour drive) so that my buddy could pick up a pound. It was the craziest mission ever but soo worth it when we were smokin blunts allll the way home!