ganjaluvr
Well-Known Member
hey everyone.. hope everyone is having a (or trying to have) a nice Friday afternoon.
I figured I would see if anyone has any good advice/tips for what I'm about to talk about..
On May 13th 2008, I got set up and arrested. It's 2 or 3 in the afternoon.. was a nice Spring day as I remember it. I get a call from someone who I have known for about 8 years... we use to party all the fucking time.. and when I say party.. I'm talking about PARTY...
He would have coke; acid; bud; heroin....all piled up on the living room floor of the house he was staying at.. and he would call me up (as well as a few other ppl) to come over and party with him... (I mean shit.. get fucked up for free?? sounds good to me..) but then again I was also alot younger back then too.
His name is Dustin Jones (AKA - DJ; Dusty)
Anyhow.. so I have known this cat for about 8 years... I trust him you know? I mean shit I seen the dude do all kinds of fucking drugs so I knew he was legit. Or so I thought.
So.. back to May 13th 2008. Dustin calls me up asking me if I needed anything or if I knew anyone looking for something. So of course.. I tell him yea I could probably use a few pills (i know.. but i was really dumb back then) for myself (at the time.. I was having probs with addiction to Oxycottin and Roxycodone).
So I tell Dustin, "Yeah bro, I'm actually having some withdraw symptoms from not having any Oxy for 2 days". So I mean.. mentally I wasn't able to think straight.. all my dumb ass was worried about.. was getting those pills ASAP!...
So he tells me he's got some and he would give a break on the price. He tells me he can help me with 15 80mg Oxy pills for like $65.00. I should have KNOWN something was up.. right then. But.. again.. the withdraw was so powerful.. I could not think straight.
So he tells me to meet him at the grocery store parking lot. I get there.. and I'm sitting in my SUV waiting. I could see Main street.. since the store was on Main street.. and I remember seeing one or two marked police cars.. driving by the store.. but they kept going.. or so I thought.
Finally.. Dustin shows up. But he's in another car.. with some guy I've never met or seen before... yet Dustin was like.. hey man.. remember "Adam" (or whatever his name was) he use to work with us over at the dealership.. I'm looking at this guy.. and he doesn't look familiar at all.
Anyhow... long story short?..?..
The dude Dustin rode with.. to meet me.. was of course.. an Undercover PIG...
So... Dustin Jones from Van Buren, Arkansas is a NARC. A SNITCH; A bitch; and a RAT. You better believe if I ever see this mother fucker out somewhere.. (not in public) you better believe shit's going to hit the fan. It's not going to be good for him.. that's all I'll say.
Anyhow.. if anyone on here is from that area.. just letting you know.. watch for that mother fucking RAT Dustin Jones!
But.. as for any ideas on how to get back at this mother fucker? If I didn't have so much to lose.. I'd just shoot him in his face.. then cut his tounge out so he can't snitch any more.
Anyhow, any ideas are welcome!
peace.
I figured I would see if anyone has any good advice/tips for what I'm about to talk about..
On May 13th 2008, I got set up and arrested. It's 2 or 3 in the afternoon.. was a nice Spring day as I remember it. I get a call from someone who I have known for about 8 years... we use to party all the fucking time.. and when I say party.. I'm talking about PARTY...
He would have coke; acid; bud; heroin....all piled up on the living room floor of the house he was staying at.. and he would call me up (as well as a few other ppl) to come over and party with him... (I mean shit.. get fucked up for free?? sounds good to me..) but then again I was also alot younger back then too.
His name is Dustin Jones (AKA - DJ; Dusty)
Anyhow.. so I have known this cat for about 8 years... I trust him you know? I mean shit I seen the dude do all kinds of fucking drugs so I knew he was legit. Or so I thought.
So.. back to May 13th 2008. Dustin calls me up asking me if I needed anything or if I knew anyone looking for something. So of course.. I tell him yea I could probably use a few pills (i know.. but i was really dumb back then) for myself (at the time.. I was having probs with addiction to Oxycottin and Roxycodone).
So I tell Dustin, "Yeah bro, I'm actually having some withdraw symptoms from not having any Oxy for 2 days". So I mean.. mentally I wasn't able to think straight.. all my dumb ass was worried about.. was getting those pills ASAP!...
So he tells me he's got some and he would give a break on the price. He tells me he can help me with 15 80mg Oxy pills for like $65.00. I should have KNOWN something was up.. right then. But.. again.. the withdraw was so powerful.. I could not think straight.
So he tells me to meet him at the grocery store parking lot. I get there.. and I'm sitting in my SUV waiting. I could see Main street.. since the store was on Main street.. and I remember seeing one or two marked police cars.. driving by the store.. but they kept going.. or so I thought.
Finally.. Dustin shows up. But he's in another car.. with some guy I've never met or seen before... yet Dustin was like.. hey man.. remember "Adam" (or whatever his name was) he use to work with us over at the dealership.. I'm looking at this guy.. and he doesn't look familiar at all.
Anyhow... long story short?..?..
The dude Dustin rode with.. to meet me.. was of course.. an Undercover PIG...
So... Dustin Jones from Van Buren, Arkansas is a NARC. A SNITCH; A bitch; and a RAT. You better believe if I ever see this mother fucker out somewhere.. (not in public) you better believe shit's going to hit the fan. It's not going to be good for him.. that's all I'll say.
Anyhow.. if anyone on here is from that area.. just letting you know.. watch for that mother fucking RAT Dustin Jones!
But.. as for any ideas on how to get back at this mother fucker? If I didn't have so much to lose.. I'd just shoot him in his face.. then cut his tounge out so he can't snitch any more.
Anyhow, any ideas are welcome!
peace.