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BRA-FU CKING-VO MY FRIEND, BRA-FU CKING-VO!!! (((THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE)))Stoner4Life said:not a friend but a neighbor who NEVER had his own weed, he wore out his welcome throughout our local stoner community. anyway not only was he a mooching stoner but both he and his wife were alchoholics as well, this paired with someone else turning them into the county for child neglect (I never saw any but NEVER visited their crib) while they were drinking/partying. So they're brought before the county social services dept. to get their due reward when suddenly Pam & Tony come up with an idea! They decided to narc me out as a dealer (he never bought & I never offered to sell him a bag!) living next door. They met with the head narc & by the end of their interview he told those two punks, "With what you've told us we need to get only a single sale from Dave & we'll take him down." I had no idea this shyt was going on at all.......
I came home one day to find someone walking away from my door, I asked him what he wanted & he asked if I was Dave, I told him yes and he said "Hey man you got any bags?" I said "What the fvck are you talking about? Get the fvck off of my property you mother fvcker, I'm going inside for a gun!" He was gone when I came back out (I had no idea this guy was a cop) but I noticed a friend of mine sitting on his front porch in the direction this guy took off. I called Mike & told him what happened, Mike told me to meet him down the road as phones were no good. Down the road he told me the story of the child neglect etc... his wife was a friend of Pam & Tony's and Pam had told her what they'd done! I learned about the entire meeting word for word!
Fvck was I hot! I knew the head narcotics officer (he was named as being in the social services office) and I read him the riot act when I called his office the next day! I screamed at him that I knew my neighbors narced me out & that he'd NEVER heard of me dealing otherwise (cause I didn't) except from these two 'CHILD BEATERS" I called them. He kept denying that he'd set up the sting, he acted like he was interested in finding the supposed 'bag buyer' at my home (he wasn't), and he accused me of either 'growing or buying' (he knew I stoned) weed from someone & he'd like to know who... "FVCK YOU!" was what he got from me.......
then he asked me what I'd hoped he was going to ask all along....... "Tell me Dave, where'd you here this nonesense about me trying to sting you?" I told him just as calm and sweet as I could....... "Well Detective Dunce, my neighbor felt horrible about narcing me out the other day. He stopped by that very night fessing up & crying about what he'd done and wanted to smoke a joint with me, which I obliged......."
All I heard was silence on the other end of the line, that silence that tells ya Detective Dunce was getting fvcking red in the face & was gonna fry those two fvckers when he could get ahold of them. He didn't know what to say as I'd caught him so off guard, I even threw in the "We need only one buy from Dave to take him down" line and he knew that my own ears were in that office. That fvcker was at a loss for words cause....... I GOTCHA!
mighty rare getting the complete drop on a police sting, if I'd known before the pigs tried their buy I'd have had even more fun at their expense.