How'd you find your dealer?

I met my guy on here. He's a real nice guy.

 

Well I used to always give my sister money to get pot, then I started heading over to this ghetto town house to get my dope. The first time I got a real hook up was at a party. I've met 3 people there that I can get dope from, and over time I've met more and more dealers. I have 6 dealers at the place I usually party, plus people are always willing to sell if they know I'm short. At school I have another two dealers, but they usually only sell .5 and pre rolled joints, plus they don't scale it so they eye it out.

The crappy thing about the 6 dealers at that one place, is that they all buy from the same guy (usually). They always pick up nice weed, but it's always the same. One friend is selling Purple Haze (I know it's not the strain, but that's what he's selling it as). People have been saying how high they've been off it, and since prices are always the same, I can get a gram for $10 so next weekend I'm buying some.

I currently owe one of my dealer's $15. He's my favourite dealer because he spots me weed and gets me high all the time. Plus he's a good friend, so it works out pretty good.

 

nothing at all

in this part of the u$ it just means you don't get off the farm much...

[nothing wrong with that either]

 

By asking where people got theirs and then actually going there. I had NO idea that there were four dealers all within 15 minutes walking distance from my mom's place, and at least two that I'm aware of in this tiny village.

 

i just got a new hookup from a massive stoner mate (hes 14 and has alread shot H). the dealer is a dude and his weed is amazing i mean i can still feel above baseline 8 hours later. i got 3 eigths and its lasted me 9days with me smokine about 2-3 times a day with my big inafficiant joints.

 

wander the streets untill the roaches on the floor get shorter and fatter. light up a bifta and wait.....they will come.

 

found him asleep on my couch

 

^ha yeah.
go to a car park and look for the van with curtains and smoke seeping out the cracks. thats the cool dealer.

or find the flaqshyest sports car with tinted window and gangster rap seeping out the cracks.thats the poser dealer

 

yeeah man

 

ha ha...

i live in the upper midwest, too. I smell what you´re steppin´ in

i grew up knowing two different kinds of bubblers: one that you drink from, one that you smoke from.

 

I belong to a college political/social activist group. My dealer was smart enough to come to a few meetings. I guess he figured, you know, we're all a bunch of pot-smoking left wing hippies. And he was right. 6 of us buy from him. lol.

 

My old dealer was intoduced to my by a friend. Eventually he moved in with me. So my dealer was my roommate. I live in a different town now but I got an old friend that has a dealer. So I just go through him when I buy.

 

Around where I live if you went to high school here you will easily know plenty of dealers. but after a long time I met this one guy. and he was the cheapest best hook up ever. I got such good deals on weed I could have became a dealer myself. I know about 7 dealers though who all have different kinds of weed and prices. Some deliver some don't.

If you just moved here though finding weed on the streets is very easy. Lots of people in my town smoke openly in shopping centers, parks, trails. So many people smoke in public there is nothing the cops can really do.

There is also a few street counter dealers around here who just walk around and approach people who smoke and show you their shit and ask if you wanna buy some. sometimes they will smoke a bowl with you and let you test it out with them.

I remember one time some guy who looked in his 30's approached me and my friends while in the shopping center while we were chilling outside a fast food joint. He was a motorbiker bro kinda dude if you don't live in socal just think like metal mulisha or something. anyhow he asked us if we could help him get bud. I thought he could be a cop but my friends was wanting to help him.

we asked him if he was a cop. and he said hell no that he would beat a cops ass. anyhow we got in his car and gave him directions to a dealer. after he bought weed he smoked some with us. so he was not a cop haha.

 

dealer? whats that? lol

 

I find that the people I'm most comfortable getting weed from are the people that I made friends with in high school. Actually, now that I think of it, all of them are the same people that I was in the marching band with. Most of the stoners, when I was in high school, were in the marching band. Who da thunk it, right? It's no wonder that us band geeks were so awesome. Also, my strongest (and current) connection is a guy that I've known since the fourth grade and he was in the marching band with us. Just bought two ounces from him last night, too.

 

I've never had a problem finding weed... finding good cheap weed sometimes yes, but there is almost always something around somewhere.

As anti-social as I usually am when it comes to strangers, when I have no weed, I have no problems walking up to someone and striking up a conversation and working it around to weed... As soon as I get any sort of inclination that they may puff.. I just ask them...

Do you smoke? If they say yes or no without hesitation and don't seem to hesitate at all... I assume they don't toke... If they hesitate slightly, I assume they do and say... just cigs or do you puff?

From there, it has never been hard to get weed...

As long as I have cash, I can find weed... and most times even when I don't have cash... lol

 

there's gotta be at least one guy with a POT farm

please tell me you don't prostitute yourself for weed

 

LOL, as I was typing that, it crossed my mind that this would come up and I meant to change it...

No, I meant that I can almost always find someone who will take me at my word... and after they do it once, there is never a problem anymore doing it...

HOWEVER... If I could ever find a hot bi chick who grew weed... I'd trade sex for it any day... lol

 

just networking, friends of friends and such