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DHF
I had a partner once.......We grew our asses off outside for over 12 yrs on 1000`s of acres of privately owned paper company land that he was fortunate enough to have procured a caretaker`s job for said company back when he was a botany major at a well known southern university......and.....
We rocked that shit till the last couple yrs I`d noticed he`d lost weight , gotten sloppy during the grow season , and was all sketchy every time I came to visit during the off season in the 3 month winter season down here in Hell.....and then......
I did some nosin around down there in the country and found out he`d got hooked on cocaine and was sellin the shit to the locals to support his fuckin habit and I freaked......
Told him I quit and never contact me again till he got off the shit and it was over.....well.....
3 months later he calls and wants a sit down , and we met at a local place and had a meal where he proceeds to tell me he`s clean and needs me to bankroll next yrs crop , and immediately I smell fish....and not from my plate...anyways......
I play dumb and say wtf are you talkin bout , and he says..You know......let`s grow some dope like we`ve been doin for the last 12 yrs ........and then it hit me.......
This motherfucker`s wired and he`s settin my ass up , so I deny everything and walk away like he`s crazy , and sure enough.....2 weeks later I get subpoenaed to a FEDERAL grand jury as the "target" of the investigation into mega marijuana cultivation , money laundering , tax fraud/evasion , and the brand new "ricoh" statute of racketeering , organized crime and conspiracy act......
Needless to say the dumb fuck sold dope to the DEA and tried to get out of it by sayin I was the Boss and he worked for me.....so.....bottom line.....
Cost me an arm and a leg for a good lawyer , but I`d always worked and insulated myself by saving and living modestly while the dumbass had blown every cent he ever made and got hooked on dope to boot......and.....
At the end of the day he went to prison for 12-25 for trafficking and my Lawyer mopped the courtroom floor with the prosecution cuz I was a homebuilder/remodeler with no extravagant bank account and flashy lifestyle , while he was a broke piece of shit tryin to get somebody else to pay for his fuckups by getting caught and turnin snitch.....moral to the story guys.....
Regardless of the guy/girl bro code......There`s 1 person on this earth yas can trust , and it`s lookin back atchas in the mirror.....believe that.....and move on with life....
.Partners NEVER work...period.......my 2 cents from all them yrs.....aight.....
Nuff outta my old retired ass for this day.......
Peace....DHF.............
We rocked that shit till the last couple yrs I`d noticed he`d lost weight , gotten sloppy during the grow season , and was all sketchy every time I came to visit during the off season in the 3 month winter season down here in Hell.....and then......
I did some nosin around down there in the country and found out he`d got hooked on cocaine and was sellin the shit to the locals to support his fuckin habit and I freaked......
Told him I quit and never contact me again till he got off the shit and it was over.....well.....
3 months later he calls and wants a sit down , and we met at a local place and had a meal where he proceeds to tell me he`s clean and needs me to bankroll next yrs crop , and immediately I smell fish....and not from my plate...anyways......
I play dumb and say wtf are you talkin bout , and he says..You know......let`s grow some dope like we`ve been doin for the last 12 yrs ........and then it hit me.......
This motherfucker`s wired and he`s settin my ass up , so I deny everything and walk away like he`s crazy , and sure enough.....2 weeks later I get subpoenaed to a FEDERAL grand jury as the "target" of the investigation into mega marijuana cultivation , money laundering , tax fraud/evasion , and the brand new "ricoh" statute of racketeering , organized crime and conspiracy act......
Needless to say the dumb fuck sold dope to the DEA and tried to get out of it by sayin I was the Boss and he worked for me.....so.....bottom line.....
Cost me an arm and a leg for a good lawyer , but I`d always worked and insulated myself by saving and living modestly while the dumbass had blown every cent he ever made and got hooked on dope to boot......and.....
At the end of the day he went to prison for 12-25 for trafficking and my Lawyer mopped the courtroom floor with the prosecution cuz I was a homebuilder/remodeler with no extravagant bank account and flashy lifestyle , while he was a broke piece of shit tryin to get somebody else to pay for his fuckups by getting caught and turnin snitch.....moral to the story guys.....
Regardless of the guy/girl bro code......There`s 1 person on this earth yas can trust , and it`s lookin back atchas in the mirror.....believe that.....and move on with life....
.Partners NEVER work...period.......my 2 cents from all them yrs.....aight.....
Nuff outta my old retired ass for this day.......
Peace....DHF.............