Good shit, as well as hard drugs, come into the ports and distribute it via I-95. A guy from New Orleans helped me determine that I've been getting the best shit.

And then a girl, from there, said that it doesn't look like any of the weed we get around here. There's a lot of dirt-weed everywhere, and when anyone smokes me up, that's what they'd have.

I saw on a Virginia forums thread that this guy gets the best stuff right off the docks in Norfolk.

I lost my car when the tide came in and flooded it, decreasing it's selling price to $200. And it was a Cutlass Supreme. So, my girlfriend has the car and I'm stuck looking at the tide.