Ever get screwed over trying to procure your medication?

[Bruce@Zephyr]

I like to think I am fairly vigilant but......
this one time (at band camp yuk yuk)......

In Las Vegas a buddy of mine and myself were trying to find something to do besides gamble. Lets call my buddy Justin,.. names have been changed to protect the guilty.

We started trying to find a bag. This was waaaay back in the day, before I knew people all over the country. As we were walking down the street a large gentleman says under his breath "nugs, nugs"

*note here,... In every major city there is someone on the street doing this in populated areas, in San Fran on Haight they say "Buds, Buds", in kings cross London they say "skunk, skunk" ( which sounds funny with the accent) , Jamaica "Spliff, Spliff" If you pay attention and don't act the victim you can usually get what you want. That being said, it is best to stick with folks you know.

Well, that caught my attention. So I turned around and said "yea?" and the guy asks us what we are looking for. "Just $50" we says. He says ok, give me the money and I will be right back. " I have to run to this apartment around the corner and pick it up"
yea, right !! I may have been born during the day, but it wasn't yesterday.
I tell him "Go get it and then we will pay"
"Ok Ok, I will be right back"
So Justin and I are sitting on this park bench on Fremont street watching the cops walk by and whatnot. I get thirsty and tell Justin I will be right back with a couple drinks. Then I go to get the drinks. Couple minutes later Justin comes running up to me with something cupped in his hand, all excited!
" I got it, if we need more the guy says he will be here all week!!"
We head back to the hotel and in the elevator Justin hands me the bag to check it out. Thick black bag and real squishy inside, so I open it and sure enough we paid $50 for some leaves off a bush on Fremont st. The guy ripped the edge off a trash bag and stuffed some leaves from a bush inside.
Nobody had a chance to check it out with cops walking around and whatnot,.. exactly the thing our "dealer" was counting on.
To be fair we had a good $50 laugh about that one.

Has anyone else had similar experiences?

 

[lwien]

Nope. Never bought drugs from someone I didn't know. Always from friends and now from dispensaries.

Great story though.

 

[Bruce@Zephyr]

I love that the guy told Justin "I will be here all week"
happy to screw you over anytime,.. come on by! HAHAH

This happened in 1998 I think, well before I know what I know now.

 

[reece]

I had a similar situation when I was pretty green to it all. But it was the French Quarter in New Orleans, and a plastic baggy with grape stems. $25.

 

[chucku]

June 1977 in Honolulu myself and my cousin Al (I started getting high the previous month, Al still had not popped his cherry) encountered a local who went by Jasper somewhere near the International Marketplace. We transacted and later found out we were sold hedge clippings. Fast forward a couple of days Al and I are on Waikiki beach and meet someone else who had goodies for sale. Not wanting to get burned again I asked if we could inspect and test drive the product. After some hemming and hawing we found the nearest public rest room to sample. It tasted great but I was not feeling anything so we parted company. About 10 minutes later I was feeling really good wishing we had pulled the trigger. 2-3 hours later we ran into the same gent who still had what was tried earlier so we got some very nice elephant stick that enhanced the rest of our vacation.

 

[SSS]

one of the few good things about growing up in a shithole like cleveland is knowing all these bullshit scams practically from birth.

 

[DeepFried]

I had a similar situation when I was pretty green to it all. But it was the French Quarter in New Orleans, and a plastic baggy with grape stems. $25.

LOL.., same thing happened to me during Mardi Gras except instead of grape stems it was a crack rock in the baggy. Chucked it out the window on the highway the next day and we still laugh about it today.

 

[Konrad_Zuse]

Yeah, I don't like getting stuff from people I don't know. I have my guy, and will probably have him for awhile. I also have people elsewhere, like at home. I haven't gotten anything at home, just at school, but I know someone for awhile, so hopefully I can get some good deals . I wouldn't do it street though, too risky, and you don't know what they put in there. They could have laced it with some nasty stuff.

But a story that you guys will like.

I knew someone who went into the city, with about 10 friends, and was looking to acquire a fake ID. What happened was they found someone and he brought them into an apt. He split the group up, and told them to wait in different rooms. Before doing the IDs he told them to give him their cellphones, wallets, etc, to make sure they weren't undercover or anything. Stupidly enough they gave him everything, and he said he would be right back and get started. After like 2 hours of waiting the groups met up and realized they were scammed and the guy left with all their stuff. Haha what a dumb mistake, this guy now knows everything about them, cool... haha.

 

[manchild]

The summer of 1995 I was visiting a mate in the country and we'd smoked so much top notch weed that it wasn't satisfying anymore. So i decided i was gonna source out some hash when i got back to the city so i could get really farked up. A tolerance break was never an option at 17!

So i was on the train back to town pondering how the hell i was gonna find someone with hash, it was and still is a very rare thing for anyone i know to get ahold of it. I'd pretty much decided i'd have no success but still was hopeful.

Got off the train, walking thru the tunnel with about a hundred other strangers when the guy next to me says, "hey man do you smoke weed?". I replied "yes" and he went on to tell me that he'd just lost an ounce of HASH and was pissed off that he couldn't find it. Then he says that he still has a quarter oz and a 50 in his pocket and asked if i wanted to buy some.

At this point i wanted it bad but i'm thinkin it was all just too perfect, there had to be something wrong. So i said show me the 50. He pulled out a nice soft squishy chunk of black hash wrapped in clear wrap explained that i should heat it a little and it would crumble into a bowl. Yeeha thats what i thought i wanted. We went to a dodgy park, made the transaction, he gave me his phone number on a bit of paper, said call me anytime and of he went into the night.

I was pumped to smoke this stuff and could not beleive how the MJ gods had miraculously sent this guy to answer my needs. I opened it up on the bus home and realised that i'd bought a nice piece of expensive licorice. I'd been done. Oh the shame!

Over the years this guy has gotten 3 other people that i know. He must have made a fortune! He said his name was Andy and he had a big scar on his right cheek. Was the first and last time i ever purchased from someone i or a friend didn't know.
Looking back he must have seen me coming from a mile away. All dread locked, blood shot and spaced out of my head. What a sucker

 

[Purple-Days]

Yes, in 37 or 38 years, several times.

It's a black market, or always was, and peddlers aren't the cream of society.

From: Pebbles in bags. To: There's three of us and one of you.

And many variations in between.

 

[Konrad_Zuse]

Yes, in 37 or 38 years, several times.

It's a black market, or always was, and peddlers aren't the cream of society.

From: Pebbles in bags. To: There's three of us and one of you.

And many variations in between.

Well there are tons of sketchy people out there, and people who cheat others, but there are also people who do do it seriously, and want customers to be happy, but those are more along the lines of people who are at school and such, not people on the street.

 

[Bruce@Zephyr]

Yes, in 37 or 38 years, several times.

It's a black market, or always was, and peddlers aren't the cream of society.

From: Pebbles in bags. To: There's three of us and one of you.

And many variations in between.

Well there are tons of sketchy people out there, and people who cheat others, but there are also people who do do it seriously, and want customers to be happy, but those are more along the lines of people who are at school and such, not people on the street.

I think Purple-Days is saying that until recently,.. past 10 years or so,.. before the days when you could go into a dispensary. In the dark days of mj culture
and haven't you (Konrad_Zuse) only been smoking for a year or so? Don't worry, you will have plenty of chances to find more of them scumbags that prey on us poor medical users.

 

[Konrad_Zuse]

Yes, in 37 or 38 years, several times.

It's a black market, or always was, and peddlers aren't the cream of society.

From: Pebbles in bags. To: There's three of us and one of you.

And many variations in between.

Well there are tons of sketchy people out there, and people who cheat others, but there are also people who do do it seriously, and want customers to be happy, but those are more along the lines of people who are at school and such, not people on the street.

I think Purple-Days is saying that until recently,.. past 10 years or so,.. before the days when you could go into a dispensary. In the dark days of mj culture
and haven't you (Konrad_Zuse) only been smoking for a year or so? Don't worry, you will have plenty of chances to find more of them scumbags that prey on us poor medical users.

Even though I have started recently, I have seen people and dealers, I have friends who have smoked for a long time, even when I was a young teen, 12-13, I had friends smoking, so I have seen a lot of them. Now it's getting better, but I know what you mean .

 

[AGBeer]

To: There's three of us and one of you.

And many variations in between.

Please tell us that there werent banjos playing in the background and something along the lines of "Perrrrdy Mouth" or something like that.

 

[Purple-Days]

^^^ That was funny.

Rolled out of a moving car. not as funny...

 

[Lo]

LOL Many years ago - got off a ship in the Bahamas. A lovely gentlemen was offering Thai stick and other goodies nearby.

My not yet husband was the one who screwed me over He's grabbing my arm, steering me away and saying "I am NOT calling your father to tell him you are in jail in the Bahamas". Meanwhile I'm saying, I just wanted to look

 

[Bruce@Zephyr]

LOL Many years ago - got off a ship in the Bahamas. A lovely gentlemen was offering Thai stick and other goodies nearby.

My not yet husband was the one who screwed me over He's grabbing my arm, steering me away and saying "I am NOT calling your father to tell him you are in jail in the Bahamas". Meanwhile I'm saying, I just wanted to look

That is the worst screw job I have heard on here yet. At least I had a common criminal bud-blocking me. Surprised you still married him HAHA

 

[Bruce@Zephyr]

a friend of mine had gotten raided right after buying a bag from his dealer. The police came and and were weighing out the bag because in Texas (or at least San Marcos) under an ounce is a misdemeanor and over is a felony. The bag weighed 24 grams. The policeman said "your lucky, this bag is only 24 grams" my buddy, on his stomach and in handcuffs, raises his head and shouts to his dealer, also on the floor in handcuffs, "Fucking me again huh Dave!!".

 

[Howie Feltersnatch]

June 1977 in Honolulu myself and my cousin Al (I started getting high the previous month, Al still had not popped his cherry) encountered a local who went by Jasper somewhere near the International Marketplace. We transacted and later found out we were sold hedge clippings. Fast forward a couple of days Al and I are on Waikiki beach and meet someone else who had goodies for sale. Not wanting to get burned again I asked if we could inspect and test drive the product. After some hemming and hawing we found the nearest public rest room to sample. It tasted great but I was not feeling anything so we parted company. About 10 minutes later I was feeling really good wishing we had pulled the trigger. 2-3 hours later we ran into the same gent who still had what was tried earlier so we got some very nice elephant stick that enhanced the rest of our vacation.

That is too goddamn funny. I bet I "dealt" with the same guy.
Back behind the waterfall in the little jungle.
Fairly certain what I got was dried cat shit.

Drank a lot to make up for it.

 

[Konrad_Zuse]

a friend of mine had gotten raided right after buying a bag from his dealer. The police came and and were weighing out the bag because in Texas (or at least San Marcos) under an ounce is a misdemeanor and over is a felony. The bag weighed 24 grams. The policeman said "your lucky, this bag is only 24 grams" my buddy, on his stomach and in handcuffs, raises his head and shouts to his dealer, also on the floor in handcuffs, "Fucking me again huh Dave!!".

I'm guessing he bought an O, 28 grams, and the guy jipped him? Haha too funny.

 

[PerseusStoned]

a friend of mine had gotten raided right after buying a bag from his dealer. The police came and and were weighing out the bag because in Texas (or at least San Marcos) under an ounce is a misdemeanor and over is a felony. The bag weighed 24 grams. The policeman said "your lucky, this bag is only 24 grams" my buddy, on his stomach and in handcuffs, raises his head and shouts to his dealer, also on the floor in handcuffs, "Fucking me again huh Dave!!".

Ha ha ha, this happens to a lot of my friends around here. I've always bought from guys I know and trust (and I know I can trust them because I always weigh my sack before I rip into it ), but I hear from a lot of them about their mishaps. That exact story has happened to one of them.

I was with one of my friends when he got ripped off of 3 pounds worth of pot, but I elected not to go with him when he grabbed a pistol and headed out to get it back. I wound up hearing he shot the guy in the leg (got all his money back while he was at it), but I stopped hanging out with my friend shortly after that. I'm not a big fan of trafficking with violence or, as my friend use to like to call it, "the business". Let that be a warning to all those guys who think they're funny shit ripping people off, it only takes one pissed off person with a gun to give you an unforgettable lesson. Then you can't go to the cops for the same reason they couldn't.

 

[Bruce@Zephyr]

Let that be a warning to all those guys who think they're funny shit ripping people off, it only takes one pissed off person with a gun to give you an unforgettable lesson. Then you can't go to the cops for the same reason they couldn't.

"I fell down the stairs onto a gun, uhhhmm........ 3 times"

 

[ErbsMan]

Right
This is what happened this weekend (2 days ago).
Me and a couple of mates just went out in central london to some club which proved to be quite alright for the night out,
so on the way back we meet this guy who offers us some 'sick ass tropical skunkt bruv!'.
So we get a 8th, smack up a quick two Ls and enjoy it on the way back.
And enjoy we did, it was nice ganj, smelled very very fruity (weirdly pungent) and tastes as such too. We were pretty lean by the time we were back at my mates studio flat.

Right the next day i get home and vape some of the left over herb and this is where it gets fucked.
First off the flavour was terrible, like inhaling some kind of think, spicey sharp air that really tasted bad and strong.

This flavour kept going (smelled like porridge? or wheat something or other). Anyway my mate swore he was tripping after smoking it, (But i think he was still mashed from the night before, for i felt the same). Anyway long story short, this flavour fanished after a while however the vapor was not pleasant.

The next day i wake up, my mind is just slow, and I mean slower than shit. My fingers and hands are behaving retarded.
I also feel like hell, my throwt is raw and thick, and my lungs flemy and irritated. I have been smoking for around 7 years now, vaping for 2 months or so, and this is the first time i have ever felt this dirty from smoking some ganj that was obviously massively sprayed.

I say guys PLEASE be careful, and DONT vape that weird stuff. Damn.

Peace!

 

[Happycamper]

June 1977 in Honolulu myself and my cousin Al (I started getting high the previous month, Al still had not popped his cherry) encountered a local who went by Jasper somewhere near the International Marketplace. We transacted and later found out we were sold hedge clippings. Fast forward a couple of days Al and I are on Waikiki beach and meet someone else who had goodies for sale. Not wanting to get burned again I asked if we could inspect and test drive the product. After some hemming and hawing we found the nearest public rest room to sample. It tasted great but I was not feeling anything so we parted company. About 10 minutes later I was feeling really good wishing we had pulled the trigger. 2-3 hours later we ran into the same gent who still had what was tried earlier so we got some very nice elephant stick that enhanced the rest of our vacation.

That is too goddamn funny. I bet I "dealt" with the same guy.
Back behind the waterfall in the little jungle.
Fairly certain what I got was dried cat shit.

Drank a lot to make up for it.

I hear 'cat piss' is the bomb.

 

[Pseudonymous]

Long story short: Got ripped off by a guy I went to highschool with, was going to kick his ass the next time I saw him, saw that someone else had already done it.