I found a bag of crack

[slickwilly13]

No joke. I found a small amount of crack in a 20 sack in front of my house a few hours ago. I confronted some guy yesterday afternoon after I watched him pace back & forth in front of my house for 5 minutes. After mowing, I saw a small blue 1 inch X 1 inch ziplock bag by my mailbox. I thought it was coke at first. Crazy shit. Btw, I heard he came back looking for it when I in class this evening. :lol: The joke's on him.

[SRP76]

Better run the dealer out of your neighborhood immediately. If you let him get a foothold, you'll be living in a ghetto in no time.

[slickwilly13]

The cops are patrolling the neighborhood, a lot. It is hard to tell where it is coming from, unless you are a close neighbor. It maybe coming from the apartment complex far down the road. I wish I knew. I would narc them out. And collect a reward from Crime Stoppers. :cool:

[Danny]

if you find out where the dealers live let the police know, when i moved into my first place on my own it was a lovely new estate, green grass everywhere, picket fences and wrought iron and clean bricks and windows and everyone was friendly to everyone.
Then the dealers moved in.
In the space of 3 months half the people moved out, the other half had there kids doing drug runs, or sub dealing for the scum themselves, a few weeks later and the fences were torn down, spraypaint and shitty imitation gang signs poppep up, houses broken into and robbed, dog shit everywhere from free roaming half wild dogs they brought with them, police riot vans down the street, groups of, i shit you not, up to 250 yobs form neighbouring towns staying, pissed and high on the sqaure for two days straight setting fires and kicking footballs and front doors.

i could go on but the place fucking sucked, dealers are the moles that show up before the full blown cancer starts to eat away, run em out unless you want to live surrounded by nothing but methed out bums and kids too blitzed to know what fucking day it is.

FLASH FACT.

[SRP76]

if you find out where the dealers live let the police know, when i moved into my first place on my own it was a lovely new estate, green grass everywhere, picket fences and wrought iron and clean bricks and windows and everyone was friendly to everyone.
Then the dealers moved in.
In the space of 3 months half the people moved out, the other half had there kids doing drug runs, or sub dealing for the scum themselves, a few weeks later and the fences were torn down, spraypaint and shitty imitation gang signs poppep up, houses broken into and robbed, dog shit everywhere from free roaming half wild dogs they brought with them, police riot vans down the street, groups of, i shit you not, up to 250 yobs form neighbouring towns staying, pissed and high on the sqaure for two days straight setting fires and kicking footballs and front doors.

i could go on but the place fucking sucked, dealers are the moles that show up before the full blown cancer starts to eat away, run em out unless you want to live surrounded by nothing but methed out bums and kids too blitzed to know what fucking day it is.

FLASH FACT.

This shows what I meant. "It could happen to you!":p

The police likely won't do shit. Certainly call them and report everything, but don't count on their effectiveness. You have to alert all your neighbors to the threat, before it's too late. Knock on every door on the block, if you have to. Get them to understand what will happen if they don't help you keep the scumbags out.

If most of the neighborhood works together, enough people keep their eyes open and run these shitbags off every time they crawl out of the sewer, there's a chance to prevent the block from turning into a suburb of hell.

[acealive1]

wow, super streamlined "dealer". no crackhouse,but by all means use someone elses place to stash things

[EvilNed]

Well, whatcha waiting for? Party!

[capncnut]

Load that baby into a pipe and bang! $20 should be good for a five minute buzz. :rolleyes:

I really think crack has to be the worst drug known to man, even worse than heroin. That shit smells like burning garbage bags, tastes absolutely revolting, gives you a five minute panic attack followed by the dirtiest fifteen minute comedown ever.

I think I'll quote Denis Leary on this one:

"I would never do crack. I would never do a drug named after a part of my own ass, okay folks. Kind of a personal guideline in my life. If somebody says, "You want some crack?" I say, "I was born with one pal, I really don't need another one, thank you very much. If I wanna fart in stereo, I'll just call up and get that second crackola but right now the big guy is fine with the solo fuckin' crack, thank you." :D

[bassman]

"Crack is whack"

Don't ever let the owner know you got it. They may kill you for it.:p

[slickwilly13]

I think the owner was scared of me. The guy was pacing back and forth in front of my house for 5 minutes at least. I did not know what in the hell he was doing, but I wanted him out of here. After the other day, if he sees me he will probably walk the other way. He told me he dropped his lighter and was looking for it. :rolleyes: The way he acted was similar to someone just lost $100. I knew he was dishonest and must have dropped some drugs. But I did not expect to find it the next day. Btw, good luck to him ever finding it, because I flushed the crack down the toilet.

[AcesandEights]

Btw, good luck to him ever finding it, because I flushed the crack down the toilet.

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[bassman]

Btw, good luck to him ever finding it, because I flushed the crack down the toilet.

I hope you're on city sewage lines. Otherwise you're now hiding crack cocaine in your septic tank.:p

[darth los]

wow, super streamlined "dealer". no crackhouse,but by all means use someone elses place to stash things

Well, obviously it was his mailbox that was his crackhouse. In these hard finacial times can you blame him for downsizing?








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I hope you're on city sewage lines. Otherwise you're now hiding crack cocaine in your septic tank.:p



He just better hope the dude doesn't come back to collect. Crackheads don't take kindly to their drugs disapearing. :stunned:







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[slickwilly13]

Apparently, there is a misunderstanding here. No one is using my house, property, or mailbox to stash or deliver harmful drugs. The guy accidently dropped his last bit of crack and could not find it. I watched the dude dig into his pocket and he drop something in my tall grass. He did it by mistake. It was quite apparent or why else would he go to such trouble looking for it.