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.
w4terb0ng Reviewed by w4terb0ng on . Id rather not smoke than go through this again! ok so i just moved to the detroit area and havent had any herb for a while. so i decided to go out looking. I found myself talking with a black man around 30 down near the cash corridor on woodward ave (one of the worst parts of the city, didnt kno this untill it was too late) i told him id hook him up if he'd get me some herb and he said sure. as we began walking i quickly found myself totally out of my element, i was the only white person in the area and was getting nasty looks. we were Rating: 5