i got robbed at knife point by a drunken, meth fueled crack fiend once for a fucking 1/8. this all took place in a neighborhood i had been hanging out in since a kid, so i knew everyone. i went around asking who this guy was.... and everyone told me he was crazy and would shoot me or anyone else without thinking about it. SO, i got a few friends together and we caught his ass out by the park one night and took a fucking bat to his shit. problem solved! the moral is...stay out of bad neighborhoods or have some sort of equalizer.