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i keep several connections
i never need to look for buds
but if i want the best
i gotta pay top dollar
some of the herbs now- a days are ridiculous
so pretty i feel bad smoking em
last night i scored from my chinesse konek
he sold me some good nugs
for 50- 4.0 grams
i packed my one hitter glass piece
just right know and my eyes feel it
good bud
I've got about a billion dealers and have gone thru quite my fair share but I always seem to get really close to them. My current dealer is basically my little brother and has been for the past year. The kid gives me free bud, cheap bud, family deals, ect but not only that, he's just an awesome kid. Loveee him
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My dealer sends me free weed in the mail,but nothing is really truly free...
this one guy i got stuff from in the summer had a nice 1/2 oz for 25 good bud to then later in the summer it kept getting shittyer quality then he jacked up the price to 35 1/2 oz for shitter pot also he hit on my gf alot and he bables on about work and this and that blah blah, then the guy i was getting some from when i moved hooked me up but i know him personaly and hes annoing as anyone ive ever met, now im on a break .....
My old dealer back in Brooklyn was the shit. When I had first moved to NJ, a friend of a friend turned me on to him to get started dealing. He fronted me my first pack at no charge...simply, "If you do this right, you should make double what it's worth. If you make double, then you can buy twice this amount from me on your own". Shazamm!
But it wasn't just that. Dude was older, in his 40's at the time (he's in his 50's now and still slangin). I wasn't close to my pops so I guess I looked at him like a father figure. But it wasn't like he told me what I wanted to hear or what he wanted me to know...he gave me the raw dog truth. When I was thinking about dropping out of HS, he was ready to have one of the 'block watchers' kick my ass and verify that I was going to school. He came to my HS graduation. He gave me a little money towards college. And when I left school and decided to get out of the game, he fully supported it. No, "You owe me", "You can't leave this" or any of that...just "You gotta do what's best for you."
Up until I moved this year, he was my only dealer. Even after I got out, I still help me with the corner and DTs from time to time. When I copped, he usually threw in an extra bag. He never sold on Sundays except to certain people...one call and I'd swing by and pick it up. Have had dinner with him and his wife many times.
Probably no surprise, but he only sold weed. He turned me on to guys for other stuff, but he had a conscience and didn't want to be part of that scene. I say no surprise because I've dealt with (and dealt with...) many a 'hardcore' dealers that couldn't give a pot to piss in. This man is truly a class act. You can trust him with your kids, you can trust him around your kin, you can trust him with your life. He knows...anyone ever give him a hard time, I'm there in flash with the vest and a banger. I wish more dealers were like him...straight up and real.
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My hook up is the best. I was without a car for 3 weeks, and he delivered to me 2 times a week.And drove here to front me weed.(20 miles each way,New Jersey Parkway traffic too)
He's the best.
I usually get my stuff from my ex g/f. But I have other options...
i think a lot of dealers when their doing well get gready.I at least three dealers that have done really well selling weed and then they get passed coke to sell,next thing their snorting all the profits away big time its like the movie "THE BUISNESS"