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A friend of mine had an Apogee 3. It was one of the most bizarre designs of bongs from that time, and it had a major flaw.Drinking and smoking in a parking lot of a park.
Still in high school in my buddies 70 Bonneville. He had junk packed so high in the back seat.
Cops pull in and come directly to us.
They pull us out and find my new US 3 stage bong and open beers.
They make us dump our beers and throw the bottles in the garbage.
Then one of them says where's the pot?
I quickly said we smoked it all, my go to answer. They both look at the car and say be on your way~!
Getting in the car everyone else is bitching about the beer and my new bong that had not even been smoked in yet, when I say " still got this QP sitting here so why don't we just get the hell out of here!" Got real quiet real fast. I guess they forgot we had just scored?
A couple months later I go to the police department to get my police ID and be legally able to buy booze [yea legal at 18] and I see my bong in the display case~! It was clearly the most elaborate piece of paraphernalia in the whole case.
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Went right back to the head shop and got an Apogee III~!
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If you moved it around too much while it was full, air pressure changes would blow the reefer out of the bowl! It happened most often when there was a "bong master" filling one-hitters for everyone, then passing it over to each person, one by one. Jiggle the bong too much and PFFFT! Fuck!
The Apogee's eventual fate was to be taken to the 5th floor of a spiral staircase -- the apogee, if you will -- and then dropped down the center shaft -- the nadir, if you will.
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Noooo shit...wow, I didn't know it was anything more than a local issue. That's fucked. I would have loved to just been a fly on the wall when the govt was deciding it was going to attack weed over the hard powdered narcotics. Makes no sense but that's our shithole govt
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Ok here is a real story. Not cannabis related but LSD related.
So I was about 16 and very stupid. We knew a weird acid dealer with a big snake and if we sold acid for him we would get free tabs so I did a lot of LSD. So one day I get these tabs from my acid guys buddy cause the main guy was in jail or something. He says "be real careful with these". I think rad its strong so I drop three tabs.
So there I am in my bedroom in the middle of the night. I think I had to go home so I wasn't with my friends for the whole trip. I am tripping balls, like really hard, like going out of my skull hard. I need a smoke and I'm out. So I climb out my window to go to 7/11 and get some smokes(with no money). A fit of paranoia grabs me and I grab my Rambo knife, just in case. a 10 inch blade with a compass and shit on it, jump on my
bike and peddle away to escape whatever is after me. Demons I think lol. about half way to 7/11 I think better of the knife and drop it in the ally. If I didn't make that decision I would have probably been dead later that night.
By the time I get to 7/11 I feel like Iv'e taken like 15 hits of acid. I go in and this skinny biker dude is arguing with the counter lady. I have a psychic moment(later told to me by people that know the counter lady) and I tell this man to quit beating his wife. Apparently he was a wife beater and I had no idea. I reach up behind the counter and grab a pack of smokes and try to light one up. He tries to hit me and I think he is the demon or whatever and black out. I guess we started fighting and someone called the cops. The dude left and the cops try to reason with me lol. The next thing I know is I am fighting with three cops, getting maced and wrestling etc. I had a huge adrenaline dump. It was not rad lol. They ended up hog tying me with my legs and arms behind my back.
I end up in the hospital and I swear I am possessed. All this horrible stuff is coming out of my mouth like a demon. I am in this mental fight for my soul against evil. The doctors give some sedative and it takes me right down to earth. I was arrested I think if I remember correctly. My parents were pissed lol. I was like shell shocked after it for like a week then I did acid again to face my fear lol. Its called one hit for a reason I guess...
So I was about 16 and very stupid. We knew a weird acid dealer with a big snake and if we sold acid for him we would get free tabs so I did a lot of LSD. So one day I get these tabs from my acid guys buddy cause the main guy was in jail or something. He says "be real careful with these". I think rad its strong so I drop three tabs.
So there I am in my bedroom in the middle of the night. I think I had to go home so I wasn't with my friends for the whole trip. I am tripping balls, like really hard, like going out of my skull hard. I need a smoke and I'm out. So I climb out my window to go to 7/11 and get some smokes(with no money). A fit of paranoia grabs me and I grab my Rambo knife, just in case. a 10 inch blade with a compass and shit on it, jump on my
bike and peddle away to escape whatever is after me. Demons I think lol. about half way to 7/11 I think better of the knife and drop it in the ally. If I didn't make that decision I would have probably been dead later that night.
By the time I get to 7/11 I feel like Iv'e taken like 15 hits of acid. I go in and this skinny biker dude is arguing with the counter lady. I have a psychic moment(later told to me by people that know the counter lady) and I tell this man to quit beating his wife. Apparently he was a wife beater and I had no idea. I reach up behind the counter and grab a pack of smokes and try to light one up. He tries to hit me and I think he is the demon or whatever and black out. I guess we started fighting and someone called the cops. The dude left and the cops try to reason with me lol. The next thing I know is I am fighting with three cops, getting maced and wrestling etc. I had a huge adrenaline dump. It was not rad lol. They ended up hog tying me with my legs and arms behind my back.
I end up in the hospital and I swear I am possessed. All this horrible stuff is coming out of my mouth like a demon. I am in this mental fight for my soul against evil. The doctors give some sedative and it takes me right down to earth. I was arrested I think if I remember correctly. My parents were pissed lol. I was like shell shocked after it for like a week then I did acid again to face my fear lol. Its called one hit for a reason I guess...
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I got a real fresh one for y'all.
Just yesterday....
So my wife and I are coming back from a hike out in the country, and i'm speeding a little and pass a cop on the highway. He is a state boy parked way in the cut, real discrete, but is also going to take a minute to get on the road from his hide-away spot. My heart is still racing thinking about it all...
So i pass him, and my wife says, he's coming out. I go fuck.... I'm not riding dirty, nor do i have any warrants, but decide to punch it nonetheless. My wife goes "why are you going faster?!?!?" I just tell her to hold on.
I have gone over 2 hills, i look back and see the blue lights behind me a good distance. I take the very next right, not knowing the road or where i'm going at all. I take the turn and fucking floor it, i'm going like a crazy man, and my wife is cussing me out in the passenger seat. I know i got a good start on him, so i just eat up these country curvy side roads with the turbo. it's like a 35mph road and i'm going 50-80 on the exit of every bend. We go like 5 miles or something and get to a fork, i take a right for some reason. My wife goes, ok ok slow down you lost him. I laughed, and said oh no, we're not out of the woods yet. You don't understand, we have to keep moving or he will be right behind me.
We go down this road, not as fast as the first but im' still moving. I then punch in my home to the gps to see any alternate routes home, plus how to get out of where i am without going back. I end up on another highway. Within 2 minutes of being on the highway a sherriff car passes me. They flip it instantly and then turn the blue lights on the car behind me, then back off when they get behind me. We are both shitting bricks now....
So the lights don't come back on, and we're thinking they don't know if it's really me or not. We are driving slow, i put my turn signals on to go through this little town to get back on the other highway, it sucks cause there is no alternate route home from where i was. I had to get back on the same highway i just passed the initial cop. so after 3 turns we are back on the original highway and the sheriff is still following. Right when i say, i think they are only legally allowed to follow us for so many miles, the blue lights come on. We are both shitting bricks again...
The sheriff comes to my window and asks for my papers, and then tells me that my car matches the description of an active pursuit. I just play dumb, my wife also, that we came back from hiking. Within a minute or two, another cop pulls up, it's the state-boy that i lost, i'm sure. This guy storms past my window towards the front of the car while only giving me a glance. He gets up to the bumper and is down hunched over for a few seconds and then yells out "nope. It's not him". I shit you not!!!!
The two cops are talking for a little bit to the side, and then the woman who was the sheriff tells me sorry, you matched the description of another car in a chase. My wife and I are so happy it's almost too easy to play dumb now. We go, what? that's crazy... The state trooper tells me that my car looks like a car that tried to lose him down 211. I wonder if that was some kind of bait, cause i wanted to go, you mean did lose you, and lost you clean af?
I hear the state trooper tell the sheriff that the car was red and had bronze rims like mine, but it had a gold license plate so this isn't him. I have a standard white plate. We got the fuck out of there fast, accidentally made some gravel fly on my exit. I'm thinking they are hearing the turbo now and probably second guessing themselves...
As the car is tuned and just one mod away from stage 2. (still need that down pipe)
I still can't believe it.... lucky AF!!!!
here is a clip of me smokin' a tuned 350z
Just yesterday....
So my wife and I are coming back from a hike out in the country, and i'm speeding a little and pass a cop on the highway. He is a state boy parked way in the cut, real discrete, but is also going to take a minute to get on the road from his hide-away spot. My heart is still racing thinking about it all...
So i pass him, and my wife says, he's coming out. I go fuck.... I'm not riding dirty, nor do i have any warrants, but decide to punch it nonetheless. My wife goes "why are you going faster?!?!?" I just tell her to hold on.
I have gone over 2 hills, i look back and see the blue lights behind me a good distance. I take the very next right, not knowing the road or where i'm going at all. I take the turn and fucking floor it, i'm going like a crazy man, and my wife is cussing me out in the passenger seat. I know i got a good start on him, so i just eat up these country curvy side roads with the turbo. it's like a 35mph road and i'm going 50-80 on the exit of every bend. We go like 5 miles or something and get to a fork, i take a right for some reason. My wife goes, ok ok slow down you lost him. I laughed, and said oh no, we're not out of the woods yet. You don't understand, we have to keep moving or he will be right behind me.
We go down this road, not as fast as the first but im' still moving. I then punch in my home to the gps to see any alternate routes home, plus how to get out of where i am without going back. I end up on another highway. Within 2 minutes of being on the highway a sherriff car passes me. They flip it instantly and then turn the blue lights on the car behind me, then back off when they get behind me. We are both shitting bricks now....
So the lights don't come back on, and we're thinking they don't know if it's really me or not. We are driving slow, i put my turn signals on to go through this little town to get back on the other highway, it sucks cause there is no alternate route home from where i was. I had to get back on the same highway i just passed the initial cop. so after 3 turns we are back on the original highway and the sheriff is still following. Right when i say, i think they are only legally allowed to follow us for so many miles, the blue lights come on. We are both shitting bricks again...
The sheriff comes to my window and asks for my papers, and then tells me that my car matches the description of an active pursuit. I just play dumb, my wife also, that we came back from hiking. Within a minute or two, another cop pulls up, it's the state-boy that i lost, i'm sure. This guy storms past my window towards the front of the car while only giving me a glance. He gets up to the bumper and is down hunched over for a few seconds and then yells out "nope. It's not him". I shit you not!!!!
The two cops are talking for a little bit to the side, and then the woman who was the sheriff tells me sorry, you matched the description of another car in a chase. My wife and I are so happy it's almost too easy to play dumb now. We go, what? that's crazy... The state trooper tells me that my car looks like a car that tried to lose him down 211. I wonder if that was some kind of bait, cause i wanted to go, you mean did lose you, and lost you clean af?
I hear the state trooper tell the sheriff that the car was red and had bronze rims like mine, but it had a gold license plate so this isn't him. I have a standard white plate. We got the fuck out of there fast, accidentally made some gravel fly on my exit. I'm thinking they are hearing the turbo now and probably second guessing themselves...
As the car is tuned and just one mod away from stage 2. (still need that down pipe)
I still can't believe it.... lucky AF!!!!
here is a clip of me smokin' a tuned 350z
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A couple of groupies from the group I used to play in tell me they're going to take me out for drinks.
2 hot groupies buying me drinks all night. What's not to love about that. Before I leave the house my roommate comes up to me all excited because he just scored a sheet of acid. He hands me a hit but I don't take it. I get to the bar and meet up with the girls. They start buying drinks and all is well. About 30 minutes in I go to the bathroom and decide it's time to take that hit. About an hour later I'm tripping balls in the bar enjoying the sparkly Christmas lights they have strewn around the bar.
For whatever LSD reason I decide it's time to leave and just got up and left. I'm driving home still tripping and stop at an intersection. At that point I don't remember much other than hearing what sounded like the trumpets from Hell. I get snapped out of it by someone knocking on my window. I roll the window down and it's some girl that is pissed because I've been sitting at the light watching it change colors and not moving regardless of how much she and others were honking at me.
Still not sure how I made it home..........
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One time I was having a bad trip in my buddies bedroom. It was me him and two girls. I also just decide to leave. But instead of using the front door I climb out his window. I have no idea why lol. They were all trying to stop me but I made it out the window and onto my BMX bike. I blacked out which has happened a few times on acid. So I black out and when I come to I am in my bathroom looking in the mirror and I am having like this Native American trip. The water was running in the sink and I am hearing drums and stuff. It was a trip. I was out of my skull.
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What do you drive?
The one thing I've learned from my own Z's and racing them is they have a hell of a time keeping the tires stuck without serious suspension modification. Not saying you're not fast, but driver mod is everything with those cars.
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We told him to get ready, he said he was, but i still think i had the sleeper effect on him. Car looks like a total sleeper.
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didn't answer my question lol
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Toooo many to list.
"Swim" used to smuggle money across the border way, way back in the day for a high level weed smuggling organization out of Vancouver. This one time with a half a million dollars hidden in a secret compartment in the car, (for the second time that day), got pulled in for a search.
They sat you in a room where you could over look the border patrol agents tearing the car apart. "Swim" watched them doing this for nearly an hour, they knew there was something in the car but couldn't find it, at one point the dog was literally sniffing it but didn't smell the cocaine on the vacuum sealed hundred dollar bills.
In the end they let the car go. Craziest shit.
Another time I was at a party, an acquaintance of mine, "Creeping Jeff", a huge Metallica fan and also a member of Vancouver police dept.. was at the party.
Dude whips out a qp of old school blueberry and throws it on the table and asks for papers.
Of course I jumped in and inquired about getting some, he reaches in the bag and pulls out nearly an ounce and hands it to me. I'm like what do you want for it? Nothing he says. He's got lots. Just seized 5 lbs out of a lotus on Broadway the night before, kept the weed and let them go.
A common occurrence for the VPD apparently.
I called him a fuckin prick, and thanked him for the weed.
"Swim" used to smuggle money across the border way, way back in the day for a high level weed smuggling organization out of Vancouver. This one time with a half a million dollars hidden in a secret compartment in the car, (for the second time that day), got pulled in for a search.
They sat you in a room where you could over look the border patrol agents tearing the car apart. "Swim" watched them doing this for nearly an hour, they knew there was something in the car but couldn't find it, at one point the dog was literally sniffing it but didn't smell the cocaine on the vacuum sealed hundred dollar bills.
In the end they let the car go. Craziest shit.
Another time I was at a party, an acquaintance of mine, "Creeping Jeff", a huge Metallica fan and also a member of Vancouver police dept.. was at the party.
Dude whips out a qp of old school blueberry and throws it on the table and asks for papers.
Of course I jumped in and inquired about getting some, he reaches in the bag and pulls out nearly an ounce and hands it to me. I'm like what do you want for it? Nothing he says. He's got lots. Just seized 5 lbs out of a lotus on Broadway the night before, kept the weed and let them go.
A common occurrence for the VPD apparently.
I called him a fuckin prick, and thanked him for the weed.
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funny how the "thin blue line" operates. cunts.
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Should have reached in and took another handful for the home team
Cop pulled up on a large gathering/small party about 30ish people...we were all drinking in a sort of public spot I guess (ball diamond after dark). Well when he got out he just left his door open. He failed to see our other friend getting some beers out of his cooler. Said friend sneaks over to his car giving the "shhhhh" finger to everyone who was getting reprimanded. He proceeds to piss all over the cops seat, then went back to his cooler. No one said a peep...crickets.
Bet that fucker wished he didnt
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So Im walking home from a friends house in 1972 in a city that was trying out using cadet cops walking around the neighborhood equipped with walkie talkies only and no power to arrest. My buddy comes up riding a bike and asks if i want to smoke a joint and of course i say yes. So we went behind this school that nobody was in. At the same time we were toking we saw a cadet looking thru the window on the other side of the school watching us toke. He watched so long we toked down the whole joint and my buddy took off on his bike. By the time the cadet came around and the other cops showed up my buddy was long gone and since i had nothing on me i felt empowered to be a smart ass and made the cadet look stupid. They had to let me go.
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Creeping Jeff haha
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My wife would have murdered me if I did that lol
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She was close for sure
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Everyone and their vehicle had nicknames around my buddies lol. Creeping Jeff, Scuba Steve, skinny bum, yobes, Sieve, Guff, Bruce, Frankintosh, Wayne... and vehicle names like the blue mazda 3 called the blueberry, the lifted 3500 known as the compensator, etc...
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Got the nickname "deuce from a road hockey game, reference was made about a deuce truck. Mother in law of 45 years called me deuce most of the time.
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1+1+1 = 20 the good lord bird was flying with you that night.
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For sure brother lol
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I had buddies with nicknames like peck, Rick the Dick, Drunk Joe, Anarchy Eric etc. these names kind of sound like Garbage Pale Kids(man that would have been my dream job).
I dig the trucks name, “The compensator” lol. Needs a license plate that says ITS AVRG”
35 years ago, I had a large hydroponic operation in an industrial park. At the time, I had just had a harvest and was starting back up again. One of my workers broke in to steal the drying buds, and security/cops found the break in while driving by. The county cops never saw an operation this large and called in the state authorities. Dumb county guys threw all the plants and rock wool cubes Into large plastic bags where over time, it became a hot moldy mess of plant matter and dried cubes. State handed it back to county when they inspected the goods, and county proceeded to throw the book at me- - two 1st degree charges (20 years each), two 2nd’s and a bunch of other felony/civil charges. My dad had some mob connections that had some asst. prosecutors on the payroll and I ended up getting 6 months on a plea deal, but it did cost me $75k to pay everyone off. I also got 3 years probation, but they released me after 1 1/2 years after I got a job making way more than any of them and stayed clean in another state.
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Reminds me of one of the stories an old mentor used to tell me. Granted, he didn't get hemmed up. But, he was running a massive hydro operation in an old store front he had rented in south central LA. During the day he worked at a record shop, and would leave his dog home while he was working. One night, he's getting home and the parking lot is lit up like a sports arena. The fuckin dog had torn down the curtains and the entire op was in full technicolor for anyone passing by to see.
The shit that dude told me about was wild. The 70s were something else man..
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What kind of setup were you running? F&D or DTW? Assuming you were doing SOG at that #
Not sure what either of those means.........but it was a recycling hydro system, built off of 6 inch pvc. Clones in rockwool were placed in plastic cups thru holes in the pvc and filled and drained off of solenoids to turn the pumps on and off. Plants did not get big, mostly Northern Lights and some skunks.
The system was build in Calif and shipped east........ 100% clones off of mothers i kept for years.
The system was build in Calif and shipped east........ 100% clones off of mothers i kept for years.
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Was this one of those systems where you had square tube with holes on top where you'd plant the clone plug and the tubes were angled so that you could pump feed solution up to the top of the tube and have it drain back to the reservoir while the feed water passed through the root systems?
F&D(Flood and Drain) or DTW(Drain to Waste)
NFT was the term I believe SSHZ
Yes, exactly but the holes were round on the top of the pvc piping. Issue was the solenoids kept burning out and I couldn’t be there 24/7 checking on them. I was there everyday, but it caused issues here and there. I think the system held about 600 plants, the others were grown in premix. Everything planted were clones, off a fav strain.
The cubes were placed in cups and the cups inserted into the pvc. Small plants overall, but long roots in the pipes and everything kept small for obvious reasons.
The cubes were placed in cups and the cups inserted into the pvc. Small plants overall, but long roots in the pipes and everything kept small for obvious reasons.
I have seen some pretty elaborate systems using that idea. I know a guy here in Cali that specialized in that system for years. He wrapped the last of his stuff up last DEC.
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I had a friend whose kid wanted to grow weed. He didn't know the first thing about it so he asked me to come over and help out his son. They had set up that same exact system on their back porch and all was going well until the plants began flowering and the smell was getting out of control. This is where I came in. My friend told me that the neighbors had been complaining about the smell so he asked me if I had any ideas. I said other than framing in the patio you're going to have a hard time keeping it contained. I told him, in addition to framing off the porch, he would need to install scrubbers if he wanted to mitigate smell to a minimum.
His son decided that he would employ the scrubber idea but instead of framing in the patio he got a bunch of rolls of pallet wrap and wrapped the whole patio in clear pallet film!! A couple of weeks later I get a call from my friend telling me the cops showed up and took everything. They got a fine but no jail time.
Thats one of the reasons I went with clones........I wouldn't let the plants get above a foot or foot and a half. Ever try trimming 600 small plants? LOL
The strain was Nevils NL 5 X 2.......back in the early 80's I was selling it for 300 each. A lot of the Phila Phillies and Flyers were customers. That business was geared towards professionals, Dr.s and lawyers, pro athletes and such. They could afford the prices for supremo. I had some connections in Philly sports radio, WIP and the stories I could tell.........LOL Pitcher Tug McGraw, who most of you might recognize, was probably my biggest customer. Country music guy Tim McGraw is his son. That operation was only for about 1 1/2 years until the pop, but had my hands in other operations too.
Another quick story...............Probably 1985 0r 86, my best friend, had a sister whose boyfriend was a chemist and went all around he world securing chemicals to make methaqualone (qualudes).......he brought everything together in Jamaica and made tens of 1000's of pills. Each jar would hold 100 pills and would sell for 500. My fav drug of all, they made me so horny, I'd fuck a tree. We overloaded the Philly/NY market with these, it was ridiculous. Eventually the maker got busted, went to a deal and it was feds, walked in with empty bottles in 2 large suitcases. His buddy was waiting in a car with everything outside down the street. He got some time and was forced to give up lbs of the powder buried in Jamaica. My best friend had a case in storage when he got out of prison, all converted to cash while he was away. He had a nice stake of cash when he got out.........
The strain was Nevils NL 5 X 2.......back in the early 80's I was selling it for 300 each. A lot of the Phila Phillies and Flyers were customers. That business was geared towards professionals, Dr.s and lawyers, pro athletes and such. They could afford the prices for supremo. I had some connections in Philly sports radio, WIP and the stories I could tell.........LOL Pitcher Tug McGraw, who most of you might recognize, was probably my biggest customer. Country music guy Tim McGraw is his son. That operation was only for about 1 1/2 years until the pop, but had my hands in other operations too.
Another quick story...............Probably 1985 0r 86, my best friend, had a sister whose boyfriend was a chemist and went all around he world securing chemicals to make methaqualone (qualudes).......he brought everything together in Jamaica and made tens of 1000's of pills. Each jar would hold 100 pills and would sell for 500. My fav drug of all, they made me so horny, I'd fuck a tree. We overloaded the Philly/NY market with these, it was ridiculous. Eventually the maker got busted, went to a deal and it was feds, walked in with empty bottles in 2 large suitcases. His buddy was waiting in a car with everything outside down the street. He got some time and was forced to give up lbs of the powder buried in Jamaica. My best friend had a case in storage when he got out of prison, all converted to cash while he was away. He had a nice stake of cash when he got out.........
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