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My first year growing was without a recommendation. I grew up during the War on Drugs, still remember the race between Nixon and McGovern, yadda yadda yadda. CAMP-fu runs strong up here, and this year I've got.. I dunno, three or four dozen plants? out on my balcony. Cali, but no rec. I'm watching this helicopter for hours doing sweeps, back and forth, very rigid, very patterned, right at the tree tops. Then, they'd head straight for the airport downcountry. When it got close enough I could see that it didn't have registration numbers, was black and had blacked out windows and some equipment on the bottom of it, including what looked like FLIR to me. Anyway, you better believe I hustled my ass and broke my back moving those plants under the deck cover, then pulling the shades down. I was shaking like a cat! Then I made the mistake of thinking the chopper was done doing the sweeps over my area, so I moved them ALL back out, and it came back. So all over again, the paranoid feeling, moving them back, yadda yadda yadda.Was doing my work inside one day and a helicopter was buzzing around the hills, fuck... My outdoor plants are WAY under my limit but inside was a different story and I had trays and res' outside drying from a good cleaning.
The copter fly's over and comes back, completely avoids the outdoor plants 100 yards away that are 6-8 ft. tall and obvious. As the copter is circling the modular unit I cracked the front door and peeked out. The copter was so low I could make out the guy's face who was hanging out of the side door, fuck...
Copter fly's off again only to return 10 minutes later and circle once more and then bounce. To this day I have not fucking idea who they were. My assumption was that they were potential property buyers or tourist's because the land was in Napa Valley.
Also, had someone fiddling with my Front door knob one night. Cut the lights, loaded the shotgun, cocked it loud enough for the person to hear and got low on the floor waiting for someone to enter. Once they let off the knob I peeked through the window and it turned out to be a drunk neighbor who mixed up the location of her front door, I live in a condominium complex.
That was the first and only time I have been in a situation were I thought I would have to cut someone down.
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FACT!:)women can be a huge risk if you dont know that already you must have a sane chick or never dated a crazy one
Got fired at United Airlines for possession of an Ice Cream Cake. We used to raid the leftover food from 1st class international flights. The union got my job bck after a couple weeks. The very 1st plane I went to clean in the overhead bin i found 200 100 dollar bills in an envelope. Damn near shot my pants. I stuffed it in pants, got it off the plane stashed it, never heard a word....That nite went outto dinner in a limosene, 5 star restraunt, drank till they carried me out....
In another lifetime...... Summer of '80.
Had a gay college buddy who spent a lot of time down in South Beach. On his return flights he would bring back an entire suitcase of 714's.....usually 20-25 K in one shot. I was one of the peeps he called when he touched down....and I routinely snagged him curbside and took him home so he didn't have to leave a vehicle there @ the scareport for weeks on end.
I had the front cus we were so tight. I would drive across town to his house, thendirectly to the guy's house who wanted 'em. This cat was a friend of a friend...6-7 years older than me (I was 21-22 at the time)....and a >>serious<< junkie. The ludes were for the times when there was no junk...and the guy could eat 10 of em his tolerance was THAT far off the scale.
Usually...it was a drop/smoke one/get paid/leave gig. However, on my last run to his house...I show up, we do the gig, and I fire a joint. A couple of tokes in....his head starts turning side-to-side and he says "did you hear that?" . I didn't......but you know how it is on your own house when you KNOW someone's outside/etc....
He jumps up....and from under the table (on the chair the whole time/out of my sight) he brandishes a sawed-off shotgun and heads to the back door..... I head for the front door and my car..... and blew past another friend...who was standing on the porch.... unannounced. I got about to my car when the guy i was dealin with came around the side and I thought he was gonna shoot this guy on the spot for coming over w/o calling.... by then I was out of the driveway and tearin down the road. He called me later and I told him the gig was over....
was killer money but not worth dying for....
WTF chickenman you straight FOUND 20k????
That is the biggest ground score I have ever heard of. Imagine being the person who lost that shit!!!
I made sure I wasn't around by the time he woke up. The story goes like this; he came home very late one night shortly after we were married. He was, as usual, VERY drunk. He climbs into bed with me and then starts telling me about how he knew he loved me, loved me so much. And, you wanna know how he knew? Because, he'd just been with a HOOKER and couldn't get his dick up. I said in my head right there, "I'll help you keep your dick up, you motherfucker." And I did. He peed in the shower for 8 days, because it took that long to work his dick off his stomach. 8 days of not being able to pee at work. 8 days of having to wear his pants REALLY HIGH. We divorced after being married only 6mos.Seamaiden LOL Glued it to his stomach! LMFAO! Epic! Did he lose his mind when he work up and realized what happened? FDL!!!
No. He thought he was smart enough to deal Ecstasy. Got pulled over with a high number of tabs (that number continually changed, so I don't know what it actually was, but it was at least 100), taken in overnight, they showed up the next morning to go through his bedroom.Why did the cops show up at your place after busting your son? Was he a minor at the time?
Right? :cool:Yikes. That's some crazy (glue) shit right there. :eek:
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