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ok fuck so i have the craziest fucking story ever no fucking joke. ok so me and my smoke buddies went to go pick up like an O of chron from this new dealer (only talked with him once, my old dealer is in jail), so we get out of the car and we walk in and holy shit it was straight out of a fuckin movie, there were these bigass dudes doin lines off of tables and mirrors and shit and so we're like shit this is so sketch (i dont do coke, and before then i hadn't even seen it in real life) so we walk into this dude's room and their's some fucker sitting there in a chair bootin up and by this time i was like flippin shit. so we're talking with the dealer and he's like talkin shit like he's a real boss, and like we give him the money and we're starting to leave, we're almost out the door and we hear him yell "WHAT THE FUCK BITCH WHERE'S THE REST?!" and he runs up and pulls a fucking desert eagle outf. im fucking shitting my pants, i'm like sorry dude i thought it was only 200 man! and he's forget what you thought mofucka, and he snaps his fingers and this huuuuugeass mexican guy walks in with a bandana and a baseball bat so we just give him his shit back and he's like that's right mofucka so we start to leave and we get in our car and we start to drive away when we hear a screech and this car like slides into the dealer's yard and we're like WTF and this other car comes like speeding towards the car that just slid. so this guy in the car that just slid gets out and fucking pulls out like a glock and opens fire on the oncoming car. we're just like man fuck this so we just speed out and we just hear more gunfire and yelling and shit
man that was the scariest night of my life, soooo sketch
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