ganjaluvr
Well-Known Member
I want to tell a quick story if I may. Thanks for reading (those who actually read it..)
I started hanging out with this dude a long time ago. I've known him for a good 10 years now and he and I used to be good friends. We used to hang out at this house that we called the "party house". We had all kinds of fucking parties 24/7 all year long and the neighbors hated us (and I don't blame them one fucking bit). We always had the ladies over kicking it with us and all that fun stuff.
Well, the more I got to know this dude.. the more I realized that he's either psychotic.. a cop/snitch.. or a combination of both. Voice in my head always tells me that he's just not right in the head.. and a little sketchy... acts weird.. you know what I mean? Just something about the way he acts when you interact with him.. I get the "just know" kinda feeling.. like a voice in my head telling me somethings not right.
Anyhow.. this guy sets me up. Now, he's not totally to blame.. because I was also not myself and I was fucking up doing Oxy's and Roxy's... but at the same time.. its the principal behind the matter... you don't narc/rat on someone. I mean sure, if my neighbor were to get robbed/murdered something like that.. and the police asked me if I seen anything (granting that maybe I witnessed it.. or seen something out of the usual).. and if I did.. sure. I would tell them what I know..
But I mean.. for one pill... your gonna bust me?! What kind of shit is that.. I found out that he had caught a felony for 'Breaking & Entering' or something like that.. Grand Larceny.. somewhere in those lines. So, I know he ratted/set me up/narc'd on me because he had to get himself out of trouble... or at least try and get his charges dropped/reduced. IMO, that's a punk ass move, period.
So, anyhow.. I get charged with "conspiracy to possess a controlled substance" and "possession of a controlled substance". Luckily for my ass.. my father is a well known/respected judge and my brother in-law is a pretty well known lawyer/litigation attorney... and with the two of them together they were able to pull some strings.. grease some palms.. and have a few favors done from the higher ups.. if you know what I mean.
With them doing what they could do.. I got the charge of "conspiracy" dropped.. and the "possession" charge dropped down to a misdemeanor. The town where it happened.. they're fucking pricks.. and they really wanted to see me go to prison.
If it wouldn't have been for my father and brother in-law.. I would be doing some time right now.
Anyhow.. with the recent "drought" of smoke around here.. I decided to call him and actually thank him for busting me.. its what made me get clean off the Oxy's and Roxy's. I still smoke bud.. but.. hey there's nothing wrong with bud IMO. But I've been clean from all opiates for 1.6 years now. Anyhow.. he asked me if I still smoked and I said "ehh from time to time. Maybe once every few months if that." Well, remind you.. this is just a week ago when I called him to tell him thanks.. when I couldn't find any smoked AT ALL for 3 weeks straight.
Well, we started talking and I tell him all about how I've been clean and all that since he narc'd on me.. and that I'm going to the methadone clinic and all that good stuff. Then I tell him how I'm coming down on my milligrams on the dones.. and tell him how I can't find any smoke.. or anyone that would even smoke with me.. and so he then says "hey I've got a little. I don't mind smoking you out."
So, I take him up on his offer. I played it safe though.. I was nervous though.. I won't lie about that. But... it seemed cool and everything. Until............................
a few days later.. after he smoked with me.. this cop stopped right in front of the house. The house was built on the end lot of this street.. and there's a cross street so there's a stop sign right in front of the house... so I mean I expected him to stop.. but as I watched from inside the house.. he just sat there in his car. I was of course starting to panic a little bit.. because I do have a tree in here... I'm still on probation for another 4 years.. and I had just smoked with the same fuck that set me up.. and cost my family alot of grief/money.. time.
So I called his ass.. while I sat there watching the cop sit there at the stop sign in front of the house. I asked him.. "Man, what's going on?!?! Why the fuck is there a cop sitting in his car in front of my house at the stop sign?!" He replies, "Oh I dunno.. what's he doing?", I said, "Fuck if I know, that's why I'm calling you!!". He just kept saying "who knows man.." "maybe he's working on his laptop". Yeah, no shit fucker.. why's he have to do it in front of my house?!
Anyhow, that made me really fucking nervous. Anyhow.. dude just came by the house.. and banged on the window of one of the bedrooms. I didn't answer the door or anything.. I just froze for a good 5 minutes.. but then about 10 minutes later... another cop drove by. The thing is.. is.. you just have to know how strange this dude really is.. I mean the guys fucking crazy!! and a narc/cop/snitch/rat.
But, when I called him and told him that I thanked him for narc'N me out.. he said "oh, yeah.. that's why I did it man.. was to try and get you some help." Yeah yeah yeah yeah... I don't believe him one fucking bit.. because I know what kind of person the guy really is.. if he doesn't get his way.. he does whatever he wants.. he gets back at people.. in weird ways.. you know? Some are even fucked up.. like Narc'N on people!
Anyhow.. I'm getting a gut feeling that something's just not right. I didn't listen to myself the first time.. I'm really thinking I should listen to myself this time.. and forget even trying to make peace with the idiot.
So.. what's everyone's opinion about all of this?
I started hanging out with this dude a long time ago. I've known him for a good 10 years now and he and I used to be good friends. We used to hang out at this house that we called the "party house". We had all kinds of fucking parties 24/7 all year long and the neighbors hated us (and I don't blame them one fucking bit). We always had the ladies over kicking it with us and all that fun stuff.
Well, the more I got to know this dude.. the more I realized that he's either psychotic.. a cop/snitch.. or a combination of both. Voice in my head always tells me that he's just not right in the head.. and a little sketchy... acts weird.. you know what I mean? Just something about the way he acts when you interact with him.. I get the "just know" kinda feeling.. like a voice in my head telling me somethings not right.
Anyhow.. this guy sets me up. Now, he's not totally to blame.. because I was also not myself and I was fucking up doing Oxy's and Roxy's... but at the same time.. its the principal behind the matter... you don't narc/rat on someone. I mean sure, if my neighbor were to get robbed/murdered something like that.. and the police asked me if I seen anything (granting that maybe I witnessed it.. or seen something out of the usual).. and if I did.. sure. I would tell them what I know..
But I mean.. for one pill... your gonna bust me?! What kind of shit is that.. I found out that he had caught a felony for 'Breaking & Entering' or something like that.. Grand Larceny.. somewhere in those lines. So, I know he ratted/set me up/narc'd on me because he had to get himself out of trouble... or at least try and get his charges dropped/reduced. IMO, that's a punk ass move, period.
So, anyhow.. I get charged with "conspiracy to possess a controlled substance" and "possession of a controlled substance". Luckily for my ass.. my father is a well known/respected judge and my brother in-law is a pretty well known lawyer/litigation attorney... and with the two of them together they were able to pull some strings.. grease some palms.. and have a few favors done from the higher ups.. if you know what I mean.
With them doing what they could do.. I got the charge of "conspiracy" dropped.. and the "possession" charge dropped down to a misdemeanor. The town where it happened.. they're fucking pricks.. and they really wanted to see me go to prison.
If it wouldn't have been for my father and brother in-law.. I would be doing some time right now.
Anyhow.. with the recent "drought" of smoke around here.. I decided to call him and actually thank him for busting me.. its what made me get clean off the Oxy's and Roxy's. I still smoke bud.. but.. hey there's nothing wrong with bud IMO. But I've been clean from all opiates for 1.6 years now. Anyhow.. he asked me if I still smoked and I said "ehh from time to time. Maybe once every few months if that." Well, remind you.. this is just a week ago when I called him to tell him thanks.. when I couldn't find any smoked AT ALL for 3 weeks straight.
Well, we started talking and I tell him all about how I've been clean and all that since he narc'd on me.. and that I'm going to the methadone clinic and all that good stuff. Then I tell him how I'm coming down on my milligrams on the dones.. and tell him how I can't find any smoke.. or anyone that would even smoke with me.. and so he then says "hey I've got a little. I don't mind smoking you out."
So, I take him up on his offer. I played it safe though.. I was nervous though.. I won't lie about that. But... it seemed cool and everything. Until............................
a few days later.. after he smoked with me.. this cop stopped right in front of the house. The house was built on the end lot of this street.. and there's a cross street so there's a stop sign right in front of the house... so I mean I expected him to stop.. but as I watched from inside the house.. he just sat there in his car. I was of course starting to panic a little bit.. because I do have a tree in here... I'm still on probation for another 4 years.. and I had just smoked with the same fuck that set me up.. and cost my family alot of grief/money.. time.
So I called his ass.. while I sat there watching the cop sit there at the stop sign in front of the house. I asked him.. "Man, what's going on?!?! Why the fuck is there a cop sitting in his car in front of my house at the stop sign?!" He replies, "Oh I dunno.. what's he doing?", I said, "Fuck if I know, that's why I'm calling you!!". He just kept saying "who knows man.." "maybe he's working on his laptop". Yeah, no shit fucker.. why's he have to do it in front of my house?!
Anyhow, that made me really fucking nervous. Anyhow.. dude just came by the house.. and banged on the window of one of the bedrooms. I didn't answer the door or anything.. I just froze for a good 5 minutes.. but then about 10 minutes later... another cop drove by. The thing is.. is.. you just have to know how strange this dude really is.. I mean the guys fucking crazy!! and a narc/cop/snitch/rat.
But, when I called him and told him that I thanked him for narc'N me out.. he said "oh, yeah.. that's why I did it man.. was to try and get you some help." Yeah yeah yeah yeah... I don't believe him one fucking bit.. because I know what kind of person the guy really is.. if he doesn't get his way.. he does whatever he wants.. he gets back at people.. in weird ways.. you know? Some are even fucked up.. like Narc'N on people!
Anyhow.. I'm getting a gut feeling that something's just not right. I didn't listen to myself the first time.. I'm really thinking I should listen to myself this time.. and forget even trying to make peace with the idiot.
So.. what's everyone's opinion about all of this?
