Shady Dealers

[buddymyfriend]

Don't know if you remember me telling you about that Kiera girl I met last week while toking up in my front garden . Anyway she came through asking if if could get her a 1/8th...no problem, another chance for some boom tingaling and a smoke with the most attractive girl. Sweet!

So i got a dealer that always on early doors, there's a network of them: The Dad who i go that sells the herb, The Three Son'. One shifting cocaine, one crack and one heroin. I never have anything to do the latter only the herb man the Dad, even if i was that way inclined i wouldn't go to them, they're all body builders and scarey as hell. So i make my phone call and the dad tells me his son will drop it off to me, let's call him John. John is the guy who shifts the crack he drives a huge black 4x4 with the windows blacked out.

And he's one mean lookin bastard. He's not hugley tall around 5' 8'' but is built like a fuckin ox! I mean the guys arms are only a tad smaller than his thighs. His dad told me once that his wife has to put his socks on for him in the mornings because his muscles get in the way! WTF! and he can't change a light bulb WTF! He's HUGE! He's missing three of his front teeth, his eyes are bloodshot as hell and he has a huge deep scar running from his ear down to to left corner of his cheek. It gives him an eirey cock sided smile, if he ever does.

Im waiting on my usual spot for him to turn up and i wait....and i wait. I give him 10 mins and then phone back up and get through to his dad. I ask if ive missed him and I check he knows where I am. His dad tells me Johns been held up but will be there asap and he apologises and tells me to ring back in five mins if Johns not there. Just as i get off the phone John pulls up in his 4x4. I walk over to the passenger side and see the windows been smashed. I go to get in and Johns brushing glass off the seat and apologising for the wait. He's got an inch long gash above his right eye which is bleeding onto his top. I ask him if he's okay and he says 'Get in'.
I do as im told and like 'your eyes bleeding mate are you okay?' I hand him a tissue thats on the dash. Thankfully he accepts my offering. He dabs his eye suprisingly delicately and throws the soiled tissue out the window. It's at nice point I froze, i could her banging coming from the rear of the car. Now im sitting in a crack dealers car who's bleeding and has a broken window in his lovely 4x4 and it's broad fucking daylight. My first thought is its the Police and my heart sinks or is it what happened to John coming back for more? Fear began to consume me. John must of noticed and he smiles at me that eirey cock sided smile and asks me if ive gotta light. There's still banging coming from the rear and a muffled shout. I dont know what to say as i realise it's coming from the boot of his car !
I hand him my lighter and he's still smiling. He sparks up a joint and the car fills with a sweet aromatic smell of skunk. He hands me the joint after its lit properly. He begins to talk as he does, I have a thousands thoughts running through me head, why the hell is someone in this mans boot? What's he done? Is it a he?
He tells me he was on his way, (all the while banging and muffled shouts going on so he turns his stereo up) to drop of to one of his heavy users when he suddenly flipped when he saw how much John was carrying and attacked him with an iron bar, the window had been smashed in the struggle. Luckily for John he ALWAYS carries and is part of his religious dress code. he said he had to stab him to get him off and he's now Gaffa taped in the boot! I'm like wooaaaa! WTF! I relight the joint take a deep pull and ask 'what are you gonna do with him?' He tells me his dads gonna decide. With that he tosses me my bag and i give him the cash. I shake the mans hand tyring to keep eye contact that doesnt tick a man off but lets him know you've got balls. I thank him for the herb and ask him to say hey to his dad for me and with that he speeds off down the road .


The trouble and strife you go through for women!

Peace

Buddy hoping the day gets better!

buddymyfriend Reviewed by buddymyfriend on 10-18-2005. Shady Dealers Don't know if you remember me telling you about that Kiera girl I met last week while toking up in my front garden;) . Anyway she came through asking if if could get her a 1/8th...no problem, another chance for some boom tingaling :D and a smoke with the most attractive girl. Sweet! So i got a dealer that always on early doors, there's a network of them: The Dad who i go that sells the herb, The Three Son'. One shifting cocaine, one crack and one heroin. I never have anything to do the Rating: 5

[dirty raider]

Sounds like the guy had it coming to him if he attacked a big fucker especially one who's a dealer. Still scary as fuck though, I bet. I'm sure she'll be worth it bud.

[robert42]

haha fucking quality story m8 could tell u a few myself lol good story at least u had a eventfull time!

[xNoa]

hey you write good storys

[anycraic]

yeah ive got a few drug pickup stories from the streets of dublin, fucked up at the time but make for good fireside banter

[buddymyfriend]

hey you write good storys

Thankyou, and it turned out to be worth it in the end. Spent most of the day either smoking her stash or between her legs! Happy days!

Peace

Buddy

[3 Sheets To The Wind]

Thankyou, and it turned out to be worth it in the end. Spent most of the day either smoking her stash or between her legs! Happy days!

Peace

Buddy

Damn Buddy you get into some situations! lol

I'd be shittin' myself, and i couldn't do what you did, i'd be like "fuckin' sweet, can i see the guy in the boot man?" I'd just be curious how/where he cut him and who it was lol.

Glad you had a good day in the end, and at least you have another story to tell the people now