I might as well add a more positive story. This took place about 2 years ago. Again in Toronto.
My 2 buddies and I just happened to bump into the two most interesting characters. Called themselves "Misery" and "the Guvnah". They claimed to be rappers, who wrote about real shit or something. Anyway, they chopped us about 2 dimes, and even smoked their own stuff with us, as long as we heard them out about their music. Best random dealers I've come across. Cheers to them :jointsmile: