me and some friends went out on a quest-to-purchase-pot mission one night. we drove about 100 miles to get somewhere where we could find some. we tried and tried all night, but everyone we found had nothing for us.

eventually we resorted to walking up to strangers in the mall and asking them. i asked one kid and he referred me to his cousin. he said he could maybe find us an oz or two and i gave him my cell number.

later he called me and told me to meet him at a mcdonalds. we met him there and he told me he had to go across the street and get it, but needed my money first. i reluctantly gave him $280 in exchange for us holding his watch (worth maybe $50 haha). he left and we waited, and waited, and waited. after about 45 minutes of waiting there we were all getting really really bummed and i was 80% sure i had been ripped off. we said ok, in 15 minutes, we'll leave. ten minutes later the guy finally pulls up and gave us our nice oz of buds. relief only begins to describe my feelings when i saw him again.

needless to say, we blazed all the way home.