I've learned more about drugs on Hubski than I have in my own college. All I've learned about it here is that Black guys (there are dozens of us! Dozens!) buy low and sell REALLY high and it works out. Got a PM from a Black Boulder Redditor, and I quote: "Straight up paid half my tuition, bruh." Rich college kids will pay anything for the ganja. I wouldn't even know where to get anything. I enjoy simulating a conversation with a drug dealer, though. "Yes, hello fellow smoker! I'd like three marijuanees, please. No more than that, though. I heard someone had 2 marijuanees, and he died." "Who the hell are you?" "Just a fellow inhaler of the puff puff, like you! So, do you take credit?" "Get away from me, man." "Alright, I'll just text you my address, you can just mail it!" A dispensary opened down the street from our Old Chicago... Shit is surreal. Slightly related, I have a playlist called "Songs About Weed Even Though I've Never Smoked in My LIFE" and it's clocking in at 2 1/4 hours at this point.
I once sold someone a baggie of catnip for $100. He was sure I was a dealer, because all guys with long hair are dealers, and couldn't be convinced otherwise. I sold him the catnip so he would stop pleading with me to stop holding out on him.Rich college kids will pay anything for the ganja.
Damn you are so cold. Once I was sold brick weed for headies price, never went back again. Stone cold. I ain't smokin' no mids, I aint smokin no bricks. Nowadays I wouldn't even know where one could get mids, which is interesting. Terrible for smoking but great for cooking.