How did you find/meet your dealer(s)?

So how did you all meet your dealer or dealers?

I met my main dealer when I was just looking for a dime, and I got bored cuz I couldn't find one, so I ended up just going to a friends house that I met a few months ago. We had hung out a few times and smoked with eachother, but when I got there his brother had just gotten back from collage, and he and his friend who I have also known for a loooong time(The grower who I didn't know smoked or grew until then) were hangin around smokin, so me and my buddy ask if we could join in, and the grower was like hell yea, what's up man? Hows your grandpa doin?(I met him through my grandpa a long time ago.) Dank dank shit. First time I smoked dank and I was FUCKED. My friends brother and I are great friends now too, and i've known the grower forever, but he lives in another town... But he gives me and my dealer great deals, and if he's ever in town sometimes he stops by and gives me a gram or so for free. If i'm out of pot, I just go to my friends brother and he gives me the same deals that the grower would give me if I went straight to him. Just a lot easier to get from my friends bro then it is to go to the grower because he lives too far away for walking or riding a bike, and i'm carless.

So once again... How did you all meet your dealers?

 

Word of mouth at school.

 

most of my dealers from home i've known for a really long time..
and the ones i met at college i just found through other people
or my main dealer at school lived on the same floor as me in the dorms.

 

i used to buy dime bags of shake for a dollar a bag off of this girl i know. one day she wasnt avalable and told me to meet with her brother. i met with him and found out he had a couple pounds on him at amy given time. he used to give his sister an ounce of shake a day for free so she could make a few bucks. she was just a friend of mine, and he was a real dealer... i started buying and selling for him and thats how i met him. hes probably one of the nicest people ive ever met. 4 years later and hes still a great dealer.

 

My dealers I met at school:

One day after all finals were done, the seniors asked me if I wanted to go to the cementary. (everyone knew this means to smoke) So I am like hell yea. And we are all in the car driving around the cementary toking up, meeting these people. I then started smoking with them a lot after school, and road trips to china town and shit. We all threw in weed and rolled blunts, joints, and used bowls. Then one guy would bring about an ounce and we would all buy some. And same with another guy, so I got 2 dealers out of that.

My dealer before these 2 was crap, but I could still get weed. I met him at my old school.

Then the kid will, I met through my best friend, he has good weed, but tries to rip people off, not me, but a lot of people.

At my new school, I am hoping to meet a lot of new people to smoke with/new dealers.

 

I met mine in school. Its cool because from all the students there are actually 3 big smoking groups, and its very easy to buy weed from one of them or sell to them. I dont usually buy from dealers but from the other groups,if you get my drift

 

Well i get some from my friend who grows. and some from friends of friends. Outside of our local grocery store our high school's druggie/skaters sometimes hang out, if I'm really desperate I just go there and ask around. They all like me, I used to sell them salvia and we've smoked together and such

 

my friends picked up off this guy at the time so i picked up with them one day from him
i liked the ganj and the deal so i called him in a week or 2 and picked off him again
its always good and he lives right near me so i can pick up virtually any time
ive been pickin off him for months now

 

met mine in school too

 

Oddly enough, I really don't have a steady dealer. I just know people. And I know people who know people. I kind of like it, it brings an element of excitement to hunting down drugs. And it's always something different.

 

Well my friend at school ended up getting free pot for the entire year last year because he threw down like $500 in venture capital to help his roommate start dealing, so we got all that for free. My friend that I've known since I was like 7 started dealing this summer too, and I met a couple of kids through work that deal a little for some pocket cash (or free weed).

 

i hate that cause then you dont always end up with drugs

 

i don't have a steady dealer at home like i do at college..
so i'm in the same boat as you, sometimes i like it, sometimes i don't

 

I always give it a half-assed try. Like, to a close friend: "Hey, do you have anything on you?" Them: usually either "Yeah, you wanna smoke?" or "No, but i know a kid who's trying to sell some ____" or "Nah, man, I'm lost too.". And I don't really care which answer I get.
But when I'm with my boyfriend, it's a different story. If he wants drugs, he will have drugs. This kid will call everyone in his contacts and come back to the room breathless and say "We can get some weed tonight or an eight ball of coke in three hours downtown... whad'ya wanna do?!" It's adorable. I love him.
Worst comes to worst, we dex. Which is quite fun when it's pure.

 

one day my mom asked me to go find spicy soup so i went to town looking for it and the only guy who had spicy soup wouldn't give it to me unless i traded him for a fishbowl. luckily for me, there was a hermit on the mountain who, as rumor had it, owned a fishbowl. the hermit, however, told me that he was sick and he needed magical healing mushrooms that only grow on the other side of the mountain. so i went to pick the magical healing mushrooms but i encountered a dragon. so i fought the dragon and won, then i took the mushrooms to the hermit and he gave me the fishbowl and i brought it to the man in town but he told me the spicy soup was locked in a chest and i would have to find the key and the only other person who had a key was the magician who lived on top of the hill. so when i went to ask the magician for the key, i walked in on him smoking out of a huge hookah. and i was like hey man let me hit it and he let me hit it then he told me he sold marijuana. so now i buy it from that guy.

 

i don't have anyone steady, either. i just know kids around and they usually know someone who'd want to sell. you definitely meet a lot of people but i'd rather just have a nice constant source.

there's people at school, but they seriously think i'm stupid. some skimpy ass bags coming from them. i rather not bother them and get some niiiice stuff for my money's worth.

 

Co-workers.. Friends of Friends.. I know enough people to find what i'm looking for when i need it.. or at least i know people who know people..

 

Match.com
We were compatable on over 20 levels of intimacy.
That's what I call fate.

 

i have known my dealer for a long ass time, and i met him through a friends brother who was roomates with him always weights and always great prices

 

thats a hell of a way to find a dealer!