He's got good shit all the time. Coke so good, it will make cocaine want to do cocaine. Weed so fresh and potent for such a low price. Pills I can't even pronounce or never heard of he's got it. The problem is I don't want to deal with his bullshit all the time.

I call him and it takes 5 minutes to realize who it is (even though I've called him a two dozen times)

He's always high on something.

He's always fucking late in meeting me. He might call and say, "I'll be there in 5 minutes" and then 20 minutes later he'll call back and say "I'll be there in 45 minutes" He does this all the time, and sometimes 2-3 times before finally meeting me. It doesn't bother me when I have nothing to do all day, but shit, I have my own shit to do you know?

He sometimes gets the wrong order. I once asked for an ounce, a gram of coke, 1/8 of shrooms. He brought me 1/8 weed, a ball of coke and 1/4 shrooms.

Is the constant bullshit I have to go through a good price to pay for such great shit at a low price?


Lastly, I have no backup dealers since one got busted and this guy has everything I need, but I can start asking friends for their dealer's number.

I know some of you have been in the same position as me. What would you suggest?

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use a spoon you dumb asian fuck

That's so helpful. I can't believe I didn't think of that earlier. This forum has gone downhill.

don't be a dumbass.
if you want the drugs, do whatever you must to do to obtain them. fucking simple.

Well just call him up like 2-3 hours before you need the shit, so that even if he's late, you get it in time. At least until you get some new dealers.

Be grateful if you don't have any more reliable/better hook-ups.

Yeah, GOD!

I know what you mean, my old dealer sucked.. yet I loved him. He was likeable and all, had the best dro for 5$/gram beneath the competition (40$ eighths of awesome dro, or 55-60$ of some standard dank from someone else.. come on!)but he liked sippin sizzurp and poppin pills every single day. He was fresh outta high school going to community college.

no joke. so he was always a fucking mess. i'd call him, and I'd usually get hysterical laughing or something, as if he was on a million drugs, and he always made the deal sketchy.

One time he was getting in my car at a gas station and had a 40 in his hand as he stumbled to my car.. in front of like 5 adults at like 4 in the afternoon.

Plus he'd always call when I was at parties, and I'd be like "no no, ill come get it" and hes like "nah man where you at" then he'd stay at the party and try to slang to everyone, and you know as well as i do not EVERYONE likes weed, and frowned at me with their beers for bringing a salesman to the party.

i didn't ditch him ever, actually, what happened is he got his shit together and now he's in Oklahoma in college.

glad for him..

my new dealer, well he never hooks me up.. nor does he have the best shit in town.. but there's one thing i like.. any time I call him he's down to sell, and he'll do anything for the sale. he's smaller so he's not a dick and he'll come to my window and be sneaky in the middle of the night if he has to. love it.

Well just call him up like 2-3 hours before you need the shit, so that even if he's late, you get it in time.

He tells me to meet him at a place at a certain time, then tells me to wait more. I can't predict between what time he tells me to go and what time I should actually go.