do you all know your dealers on a personal basis and meet at places or score through a friend? I live very close to Manhattan (where I go all the time anyway) and many a time I've copped at Washington Square Park (just like in the movie Kids, heh). it's always a last resort, for when my main guy and other sources are dry/don't asnwer the phone. I don't really like it, because even though there's always someone selling who is easy as hell to spot, you never know how good the quality is (I've gotten bad and really good weed, at various times). it's also a known copping location and the police monitor it with hidden cameras, but usually the guy tells you to meet him a few blocks away, or since there are cement chess-board tables around, you sit and play chess with a guy while he throws the weed under the table. still kind of risky, even though I've probably done it about twenty times and have yet to be caught.
Ehh usually I just buy from a close friend But Ive had experiences where im working and teens will come in high and ill tell em and then they'll start talking about bud with me. Once this guy asked if I wanted to toke a bowl so I went to his car and smoked a fat bowl and then went back to work.
Man when I went to NYC I spoted all the places listed int he begging of half baked, we wlaked in to so many bosaghas or w/e they are called, through Washington park, saw the bike guys even herd people waling down the street murmering "x, coke, weed, x, coke, weed" It was hard not to ditch my family and buy some stuff. :x
hahaha. do you mean bodeggas? I don't even know if I spelled that right. keep in mind though, if you find yourself in NYC again, don't ever buy coke from someone on the street you don't know (if you're into coke). I once tried some WSC blow (which thankfully I didn't pay for) which was almost pure cut.
I have dealers I know. Then when that doesn't work I go through a friend. And when that doesn't work I just ask random people on the street. A few people tell me to fuck off, a few smile and laugh, and a few say "naw sorry" trying to act cool. But the first time I got Hash it was asking for weed in Florida. The guy ha da big tat of a MJ leaf on his chest (it was huge and obvious) and was hanging out on the corner of 7-eleven with a really hyper really short hispanic guy and a girl. We went up and asked him for "green" and he said he didn't have any weed, but he had 3 gram balls of Hash. We bought 2 for 30 bucks. It was really funny though because the hispanic guy kept lookin around nervously accusing us of being cops. I was hella sketched out at the time and had one hand on the knife in my pocket. But all went smoothly and we got high that night!
every time I've asked people on the street who can hook me up, I get the "are you the po?" or "you friends with the po?". but usually the only time I'm audacious enough to ask a total stranger for pot is when I've just walked out of a bar, so I tell them that if I were a cop I wouldn't be drunk and smell like booze on the job.