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I was at a ski resort on a church trip 6 hours north of where i live. i had met a couple girls along on the trip that smoked, we had smoked the 1/8th that i had, and wanted some more bud.
so we went walking for 2 miles along the bottom of the ski slopes asking every snowboarder we saw if they had any bud. they did, but they were saving it for the ride home, we couldn't buy any off of anyone.
we finally gave up and went back to our room, but we were pissed.
oh man... This tweaker black guy that I knew from Oakland... He said his brother was in a nearby town (North Highlands, known for gang violence and just being a shitty town)
So we drive down there at about midnight. His brother owes him $500, so he's going to front me a half pound to sell for him and give him back $500.
To make a long story short, we drove around for 14 hours, I had 3 different crack hoes in my backseat at different times, and I met like 5 twacked out hobos...
I got home at 8am and crashed, no half pound... It sucked.