thanks for everyone's support... I know the apartment complex where this guy lives now (just not the exact apartment) and I should be out of dangers way (as it's my buddy who got ripped off more than me, 25 bucks isn't too big of a deal... but 330 dollars most certainly is)... if they can't find this guy then my normal dealer who referred him to me is going to get his ass kicked. (not that it's his fault, but who gets hurt is really out of my control now).... it sucks i got ripped, but i did learn a valuable lesson about trust. no more money till I see the green anymore.... and my buddy has some pretty psycho friends so i honestly wouldn't be surprised if they killed both of them....
Bman719 Reviewed by Bman719 on . I had such a shitty day... Ok, long story short, here it goes. My day started out ok, my good friend came over and me and her smoked a bowl before she had to go. I call up my dealer to get some more weed, and he's out of town. He gives me the number to the guy he goes through. Now the dealer I go through wouldn't fuck me over... i give him too much business and we were friends before pot became involved. So I call up his guy to get a sixteenth and my friend calls me... wanting to know if i can get him an ounce. Rating: 5