Originally Posted by
happyjack
used to score from a french guy lived manchester, was organised to score one morning when i rang he was still out buying, had to put it off till later that day, an hour later the dea were at my door turned my house upside down but my stash was still in transit london to manchester. another day on our way home mate was learning to drive caught a curb going round a bend and the car flipped over, had to start walking with the with the score.
one morning got the bang on my front door, i had a few different types of pot bagged seperate and a 16oz bag, i threw the 16oz in my loft the smaller bags inside the folded washing on top of the washing machine, found none of it but i had a couple of gram in my car they bust me for that.
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