Best Dealer EVER we called him!
I meet him through my cousin who moved into the Shadwell (East London) area and got passed his number by a friend similarly thus to me. He called himself Ray, an obvious alias as he’s of Bangladeshi origin, and mostly likely is called Mohammed or Faisal etc. Regardless there was a period I would pick up from this guy a lot, and being a night owl like myself it was great as his times of operation were 8pm – 3am i.e. perfect!!! For I would sometimes only decide to hangout with a friend at midnight, and then it would leave us plenty of time to travel to Shadwell, admittedly wasn’t close to where we lived i.e. a good 25 minute drive there, but for good solid quantities and pretty strong gear it was never a journey regretted. I raved about this dealer to all my friends as the guys they were picking off were either selling them rubbish weed, or selling them close to a gram for £20 i.e. really bad scores. Shadwell Guy was pretty good in both departments as his weights were good and the weed was pretty strong, actually quite suspiciously as it didn’t often appear that crystally but when burnt really fucked you up just seemed great at time but we’ll discuss this in more detail later. Not before long nearly all of my weed smoking friends were picking up from him, and that’s the thing nobody had any complaints about the fella either as he was a nice chap when you met him, he didn’t do the “dealer thing” about taking the piss when it came to turning up on time, he was pretty reliable there too. He was a nice guy and would often give us extra bits, and really that type of dealer has your custom FOREVER!!!
How Times Changed.
Ok so how did it all go wrong? Well not to cliche Scarface here, but we all think it when we started getting high on his own supply and well became a MASSSIVE STONER prior to before where I don’t believe he smoked at all! A lot of dealers smoke weed and manage perfectly fine, this guy well I’m not too sure he managed that well. Initially when we’d call him he seemed distant, and unlike before it wasn’t like talking to your buddy where you’re on the same wavelength, you had to repeat yourself or speak slowly and when you hung up you were never really sure he’d fully understood what you’d said. We should talk about his weed, it was weird, as it didn’t always look like it would work but it stank out the car and really did a number on you when you smoked it. However all was not good here as the next day you’d wake up with a ridiculous headache / hangover and this was to veteran weed smokers. At this point, however silly it sounds I don’t think had really associated the weed for the cause of these hangovers or at least not discussed this generally.
That Infamous Night
My friend and I decided to pick up some weed looking at the time it was 2.35AM and so we called him. We knew it would be a rush to get to his place from us worried it was getting close to the 3am cutoff time, we left with no delay & drove like lunatics to his location and actually arrived at Sage Street with 10 minutes to spare. Sadly we had a problem, my phone was had run out of charge along the way and now didn’t have his number were unable to call him to let him know we had arrived. My friend who was with me, was new to this dealer and didn’t have his number either, so we texted and called everybody we knew to try and get his number so we could call him. It was late so most people had either gone to bed or was going to delay in responding, regardless all but one person replied with the number, however this process had taken us past the 3am deadline Mr.Ray Shadwell operated. So as soon as we got his number we texted him, and without really being able to properly explain what had happened via text, we urged him to meet us anyway, as I was felt it made more sense to tell him in person. He initially replied saying “sorry it’s past 3!” we then urged him to meet us as we’d come so far he then replied favourably “alright, just this once”- Fantastic!! He called and asked me to meet him inside the concrete football pitch that’s enclosed inside Sage Street, so I obliged and waited where he’d suggested. Meanwhile I’d left my friend waiting in the car, while I did the pickup. Now this is where the story is gets slightly confusing as even though Mr.Dealer instructed me via text to meet him in the football pitch, he’d also at the same time texted telling us to fuck off. p.s a reminder that as my phone was dead, all these messages were going to my friend’s mobile meanwhile I waited unaware of this for the dealer to arrive. So I see him walking towards me, and being my regular dealer this isn’t an unusual sight so he approached me, and I immediately greeted him and told him “Dude, we really appreciate you doing this for us man!” to which at that point he looked at me got the bag of weed and threw it on the ground and then stepped on it crushing it into tiny bits. “There’s your fucking WEED! OK!!?” I stood there momentarily stunned in amazement over what had just happened as he walked back to his car “What the hell?” I replied. He then came back but this time with an empty beer bottle initially which i didn’t see when he was approaching me, so he came right up-to to me i immediately asked him “what’s going on? why did you do that for?” to which at that point he brandished the bottle and started threatening to bottle me, this was just too much for me, as I just wanted some weed, I had no idea why this guy whom I’d spoken to hundreds of times, a fella I’ve given lifts to, a person who we’d shared jokes with me e.g once as he’d seen me in fancy dress, i.e. he knew I was cool guy, and certainly not a trouble maker, was now threatening to bottle me. This motherfucka had smoked too much of his shit and was tripping, cos I can’t explain what the hell was wrong with this fool.
There’s No Such Thing As A The Best Dealer in the World.
Moving on to this time a friend / dealer now where our relationship started on the off to begin with, he was a nice but shy fella, and despite seeing him all the time around friends he refused to reply to my text messages for weed request but was cool with everybody else. As time went on, somehow we became friends, and him moving out helped and I really got on with his girlfriend but generally I really liked those guys. In someway him being my dealer felt wrong, cos I felt he was more my friend now and close one I felt. His deals, not just to me, but generally amazing! Perfectly trimmed buds, great weight, great stuff, what else could you ask for! He’d taken the dangerous title for best dealer in the world !!! For we all now what happens, when you’re given that title.. Things don’t last!! Doesn’t matter even if you’re nice, the rule will never break!!!
“, (better not be me you’re gonna have a dig at motherfucka!!!) fuck this blog, you piece of shit motherfucka!!! RELAXXX, you know what I’m saying, and to be honest you already agree and kinda already know what you’ve got to do.. Yes, if you are that person who (be honest now) has let you dependacy to the drug completely out of control and you’ll know cos you wont be able to function when not on the shit, or you’re the type who puts a tiny bit of weed even in rolling cigarettes. 
Unless you’re traveling to country where you can get hold of some, the chances are you’re gonna be without “my precious” for the duration of the trip. Now how you see this is the most important thing, for it could mean that immediately on finding a duty free you buy a box of 200 cigarettes to compensate, OR (the big silence) appreciate the lovely holiday that you’re on and use it’s beauty to distract you for the ‘would-have-been’ cravings and temptations had you been at home. Alas you are not and if you were to call your dealer it would be via roaming and pointless, you’ve got this great opportunatity to start a run!
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So your beautiful wonderful holiday has come to an end, and now you’re sitting on the airplane next to some proper annoying twat heading back home. This alternative life you’ve lived this last week has now come to an end and in this happy mood and you’re now planning the next session when you get home, but then fighting the temption you remember your initial resolve, and the reasons you needed a break in the first place. Be strong, while in the happiness of the whole trip a thought of reuniting with your buddies and sharing some weed may seem like a great idea and how this may be true in the grand schema of your plans this is a bad idea. Remember you had plans, you were gonna do things, things were gonna happen, do you really want to throw that all away and start right from the beginning where you’re smoking every. It’s the small decisions and those very small steps in life that slowly build up and develop themselves into big decisions before you realise. Don’t be a fool, when quitting permanently or just going for a break, the first week is the hardest and if you’ve somehow got through that week but the vise of this holiday, don’t look back.
Everybody says it, all the damn time!! “smoke weed carefully, as before you’ll know it….” WHAT??!! What will happen, I ask as my voice echos back to me!! So this month I thought I’d look into this a bit more and really evaluate whether smoking cannabis could lead to a life of depression like everybody seems to be warning me about! First of all the sentence just seems really strong, and very harsh to begin to with the end destination begin DEPRESSION!! However I don’t know who you are reading this and what life has thrown at you, what you’ve been given or not, what troubles you, or anything about you to be really honest. With that being said I appreciate that you may have the best life in the world and things couldn’t be going smoother and being more awesome, and yeah you smoke weed and if this is you then you’re probably more fortunate than some others who really struggle to live life properly always being hampered by the drug. Personally speaking, I’ve experienced both i.e times when I was on top of the world, being productive, successful and smoking weed and other times, when I’ve been low on energy and motivation and have been hampered by a daily addiction to smoking cannabis. So what’s the deal then?
Yes I’m sure we’ve all had this shouted at us by somebody, who ultimately gets overly defensive when this subject comes up. Ok, Mr. Defensive we hear you alright, shields down now please? The argument about anything being addictive if you do it all the time is quite true, but for nearly all weed smokers it’s the dependancy that’s creeps in that is the killer and really turns this whole thing into a problem. In this day and age you’ll see so many people smoking weed everyday you’d be fooled into thinking that it’s legally sold on the high streets, and forget that the drug is totally illegal. Which don’t get me wrong, I’m a strong protester for the legalisation of cannabis, as it’s roots of why it’s illegal in the first place are all corrupt to the bone. Addictions are just patterns of behaviour that we repeat regularly to a point where once on becoming wary and desire change the we experience a difficulty in adjusting this pattern.
You’ll know if this is you! Be honest with yourself for a moment, is this you? If you’ve been strong enough to admit this is you, then you’ll already know what I’m about to say and the rest will come as no surprise, IT’S TIME TO QUIT UNFORTUNATELY 🙁 Look maybe even for a little while, till you work things out, but the truth is if you got problems in your life that DESPERATELY need fixing right now, and instead of doing so you find yourself just smoking weed everyday and finding solutions to problems that don’t really need fixing, this is probably your sign to quit right there. Think of it like this, when you’re studying for a exam isn’t the thought of doing absolutely ANYTHING MORE APPEALING than actually studying for that paper. This form of denial can be really damaging to you as you’ll end up neglecting your problems so long you’ll put yourself in danger of the possibility of never fixing those issues, or creating a situation of years of neglect that’ll be impossible to get back to where you wanted to go, or even worse by the time you realise what it is that your truly wanted in life, there’s no time. “What?? I’m not dying fool” True, maybe you’re of perfect health but then maybe it’s others around you that you may have wanted to show that you’ve made something of yourself before they passed away. Ok admittedly this is real general stuff here, and may not apply to you at all but as for the smoking weed part, that probably does have a lot in common with you the more open you are to the topic.
Having you been smoking all your weed till it’s gone saying “THIS IS MY LAST JOINT!!! NO MORE AFTER THIS!!!” To then wake up the next day with MASSIVE cravings for weed, later that night phoning anybody up that’ll give you a joint. Put your weed aside, don’t smoke it. The people who really enjoy the best of the both worlds will have large quantities of MJ securely stored away in some draw somewhere, and wont touch that stash until the right occasion comes up where they feel like getting high. If you’ve like me, and the temptation to smoke is too much then donate that shit to somebody, having a last minute smokathon will only make it harder to give up for a bit. If all this is just too hard for you and you really don’t know the answer to anything, well then lemme help you here:
In this harsh cut throat world, the buying majority look for qualities in their dealer such as ease of purchase, higher “on average” quality of weed and most importantly value for money. Now every now and again, your dealer will start to see dollar and pounds signs everywhere and as that smile goes across his face, it’ll confirm that he’s just been infected with GREED! When this happens you’ll unfortunately be stung once, and then left with the problem as you pick up this month’s batch of weed you’ll notice it’s either considerably smaller in size or the potency of the stash compares to smoking soil from a compost bag from BnQ. Either way, everybody knows when their dealer is trying to pull a swift one for in the dealer head it’s time to improve on the usual return on investment but then just as he tries a natural law of DEALER HIJACKING kicks in and the tables are turned.
Lets be honest, doesn’t even matter if you live in the most affluent area for there’s a weed dealer on every street corner if not 2 or 3 just hanging around. So John has just picked up a crap 20 bag but really there’s nothing he could have done about it, until he hears his mate complaining about the same thing as he’s been stung in the same way followed by realisation that it wasn’t a one off, and like a takeaway meal half eaten and a few days late, the dealer’s gone BAD! Now public consensus regarding the quality / cost effectiveness of a dealer is very important, as important as having a good rating on Ebay, for if it isn’t people simple wont buy from them. So in this way, your dealer whom for one second got too comfortable with his business, all of sudden becomes the public villain. At this point any other dealer just doing a basic job, will almost seem the saint and one or two buys in will become the public choice number 1 and just like that the greedy dealer loses all his business to the new guy!
So what to do if this has happened to you, and your once BELOVED, TRUSTED, DEALER whom you would boast about to your friends has finally become BAD, remember one thing. In the end “all dealers eventually go bad” as much as we try not to think about it, it’s the reason we have so many of their numbers in our address books, for where one fails, falls and ends up in prison another will pick up their mantel and carry on their work till the same fate becomes of them. So unlike a dog, a dealer really isn’t for life and if illegal drugs you force to pursue be ready to associate with these types of individual.
No we’re not talking about football?!? This is HOWIQUITWEED.COM and we’re only talking about passing on a joint packed with luxurious cannabis, cos that’s what we do here!! YEAP this month’s article we’re looking at spliff passing etiquettes! We’ve discussed in the past
In Europe generally one rolls a spliff for themselves and sits around others and smokes it themselves, very much like lighting a cigarette or pouring themselves a drink. Perfect example was what I observed in the coffeeshops in Amsterdam where most of the people either seemed to be smoking their own joints or had a joint resting in the ash tray. Now the origins of the “PUFF PUFF PASS” phrase from general googling seem to come from America with many attributing this to them rolling a joint with pure weed no tobacco. It’s like passing around a hit which makes sense to pass it on before you find yourself knocked out on the ground. Strangely in the UK, I find a mix between both cultures with some choosing to roll one joint for the group and others rolling individually.
If you’ve all picked up a stash of green, it does make more sense to roll up a joint and pass it around and share the experience. This in reality is more practical and makes more sense then using some scales to divide the weed and then proceed to make your individual joints. However if you’re already in the position where everybody has their own weed supplies and is in a position to make their own, then it’s far more practical to do that.
Skinning up one group dubee is like everybody drinking from the same well, everybody sharing the same concentration of the spliff , getting high at the same level at the same time, i.e GETTING HIGH TOGETHER!! Nobody can turn around and say “I’m smoked more than you!!” This sharing experience is why many feel that smoking weed bonds people together and why drinking doesn’t always. The advantage is however you get problems as discussed in the article
Most people don’t really concern themselves about the details and just have a rough idea about how much weed people around them are smoking. This is usually just an approximate, and can go up or down depending on people circumstance / parties! However there’s that moment when a desperate time of there being no weed around for whatever reason and the truth about people start to come out.
Que the music, “Just The Two of Us” The addicts all reunited with that weed and all a sudden things are cool again between everybody. However you are left with a real understanding of who the real POT HEADS are and those who are just smoking here and there. Everybody will generally claim to smoke what is deemed the socially acceptable amount i.e be it for smoking the smallest amount in a week or in certain groups getting ample respect for smoking loads.
Now this is the problem, sometimes it’s more than just a few cranky dudes, sometimes it’s just one person who acts completely over and above the craziest and suddenly you realise something extra about them that you hadn’t before i.e that they are more addicted to the drug than you possibly could ever appreciate. Their dependancy on the drugs has grown to levels of complete instability where they are smoking secretly and privately 24/7. I had realisation about a close friend of mine who revealed themselves to me a full addict with a complete 24/7 dependency. He would smoke rolled tobacco cigarettes all the time, but what we’d never see is that he’d be putting small amounts of weed into those rollies, enough to do on undetected by people around him. In this way in time being effectively a 24/7 weed smoker.
It always happens the same way, once she would complete your sentences while you complete her joints while looking into the twilight sky. This truly was love and this is how you guys got together – it was magical. A short time goes by and then one day she says it “don’t you think you smoke too much weed?” BOOOOOM and from there it’ll only get worse I promise you! As more time goes by the situation only gets worse, and you find yourself having to justify why you smoke weed, whether it’s good for you or not etc etc blah blah blah. This is a very common situation however you are not alone to have suffered this peril and many have come out of this situation with good stories to tell. So what to do now?
You’ll find loads of them online, YouTube etc so sit your partner down and with the most of tack and subtly get them to watch some of these, hopefully if you’ve chosen the title well it’ll explain things better than you could ever possible do. However that said you should be encouraged promote open conversation towards the topic also as many people see alcohol as a completely social acceptable activity and still frown upon the consumption of cannabis. We naturally discuss this a lot on www.howiquitweed.com, but you should make it your responsibity to show your partner that these “facts” and statistics are mearly government propaganda so that you buy their drugs that make them money. Ultimately remember that winning here will only mean that you’ve proven that alcohol is as much as a drug as weed, except one being related to millions of deaths a year and the other alot of lazy mohfuckas who can’t be fucked to do anything, but smoke weed and jerk off all day.
As gently as possible maybe you should share your experience with them as to why you smoke it and what you get outta it. It may be the case you don’t want to corrupt your other half as purposely trying to get them hooked on a drug isn’t ethically right. That’s probably not the best way to go as you have no way of knowing how getting them on weed is going to effect them. It could be that they aren’t like you and they are unable to control their drug habbit leading to you guys to breaking up and leading to that person being left with a unhealthy drug habbit. That said lightly introducing them to as to why you smoke is a completely different experience altogether, and done responsibly will share your reasonings to what you get out of it. You could also take them to your local legal or tolerated smoking establishment be it in Amsterdam or California, and show them another side.
Sometimes opposites attract and sometimes they don’t, sometimes people change but whatever the situation, sometimes if things really aren’t working it’s just easier for both parties to just call it a day. People get together for all sorts of different reasons some during times of duress and difficulty, others while their guards are down i.e say on holiday. If compromise isn’t working out for you, and you’re just find yourself out right lying to your partner i.e smoking blunts when they aren’t there, and turbo brushing and mouth washing your ass eventually isn’t going to work.
Calling the people of The United Kingdom, lets unite to ask and answer this one question! So lets start with the basics appreciating that smoking weed in the UK isn’t exactly as luxurious as our european brothers in the Netherlands. Whom are now followed by those in California who are under gaps in their country’s constitution are comfortably smoking A Grade Medical Marijuana with no fear of legal repercussions. So what about us, calling you ESSEX crew, LONDONER’s, MIDLAND FOLK, and SOUTHERN & NORTHERNERS what do you have to say about this?
I’ve no doubt the reality is a mix bag of stories of some smoking the finest strands at great value, along with others forced to smoke green buds, sadly having little as in common with real thing but just the colour , or commonly know as SHITASS WEED!! So what’s the truth behind the myths, where does our weed come? Or is it more likely everyone is picking up the same shit from the same people without realising? i.e. A bloke picks up a couple of Oz’s from ‘some guy’ who’s doing him a good price per the ounce for some “niiiiice some grown init” you investigate?? however it turns out to be another dude supplier, selling the green stuff doing sadly no weed??? HOWEVER Eureka!! – your mate Dave has a guy called Justin who’s dealing some ‘nice shit’, so you go visit this guy in good faith!! You meet, he passes you the goods, all is well until you have a look at what you’ve bought or how more accurately how little you’ve bought. You ask the dealer, “errr it’s a little on the light side isn’t it?” he then replies with the infamous line “…. nahhhh but it’s good thoughhhh.” For more explanation on why
It turns out that the majority of the weed grown and sold in Amsterdam is no longer grown in the country. If the rumours are to be true, the stuff is actually grown around Germany, Belgium Spain, and shockingly England!! ENGLAND??? really ? The last part I find highly unfeasible, as exporting the shit back to Holland makes no sense – risk wise, compared to finding remote parts of France and Europe generally where you could just drive to Amsterdam in 3 or 4 hours. There has always been a mystery regarding the growers whom supply the shops in Amsterdam as it’s still illegal to grow Weed in Holland. All we know is that each shop employs runners, whom ensure each shop’s weed inventory never goes to low, or above the maximum allowable capacity thus these runners go from shop to shop topping there supplies. As for where the origin of the stash is, no questions asked! It could be quite feasible that people are exporting around Europe, as the land mass is expansive and thus harder to track this kind of activity.
Can’t speak for the rest of the island, but in London weed is random in it’s quality? I’ll explain.. Sometimes we get the really good shit, which you’ll know cos you’ll take one toak and be momentarily transported to a island with parrots in the periphery! “DAMNN!” exactly, compared the stuff we’ve all been smoking, this shit is the SHIT!!! and like that, before you know it there’s good weed on the street again. You smell it, as you walk to the shop, smell it everywhere, SUMMER IS HERE (even though it’s november, it doesn’t matter) The good times are here, and though you know they wont last for every, best not to think about it, just enjoy the weed!! The weird thing is, how the quality slow starts to deteriorate or does it? Are you becoming too familiar with the buzz, or does that stash everybody seems to have just get old and before you know it, the Weed’s shit again.
We all remember the last time we managed to lay off smoking the ganj for a while, however sadly we also remember how long ago that was!! Yeap annoyingly these days you’re not fully being able to enjoy your smoking sessions as that niggling feeling from your sub-conscious keeps reminding you “did you say that was your last spliff for the week?” What you too huh? Alas what is needed is some good ol’ reminders why taking a break is REALLY WHAT YOU WANT, even though you want a fat spliff more lol!
So by fighting through 2 weeks of not smoking a thing, knowing there is a “dubee of all dubees” awaiting you at the other end, when that time finally comes to your lips connecting to that lite joint, they’ll be nobody to spoil your joy as you take toaks of glory. Of course the idea as always to keep it special, by not smoking all the time but hell that just doesn’t seem to happen. Firstly if you’re expecting this to happen naturally then you’ve probably not thought about this and are expecting too much. Remember be it golf, tennis or tidily winks if you don’t practice something you’ll never get better at it, so if past efforts have failed don’t let that bother you as you’ll only have lots to learn from the reasons you did fail. Learning to take periodic breaks is only something you can get better at doing, and only then will be something that could start happening naturally.
hey, i’m better when i’m high!! blah blah” I’m sure you think you are and have made it that way but we all know weed isn’t a stimulant i.e. why driving etc on drugs is illegal, because inducing a sedative is highly unlikely to improve your driving ability, in between yawns. Please stop telling me being high is anything other than what it is, cos like you I love getting high. There is an argument with strong sativas, but even then the fundamentals of how cannabis affects our brain is effectively the same – we wont discuss this here.
Normally when you plunge inside yourself and find the courage the pull out strength / ability to go for a while without failing pray to addictions. So you’ve done it, finally managed to quit for a while, so logically if you’ve been able to abstain from doing this then there should be no reason why you can’t stop doing other things, and infact learning those new methods are probably worth doing now as you’re believe it or not, your brain will be more excepting to it!! Time to start running more or start using that cycle that just sits outside your backyard doing nothing. Really go for your diet this time you’ll probably find you’ll get further than you ever thought you would have done. The science behind this is that once you set your brain to learn mode, you’ll be taking in information easier thus making sense to batch task.