Alright alright alright. I had a good night. What a beautiful sight, these two ounces are my delight.

So my dealer gives me a textytext and tells me that he knows a small time grower with some bottom of the bag ounces he was letting go for 100 bucka! I had good timing cause there were only two left, and the grower says "take the other ounce for 50." Saweeeeeeeeet. So I go to pick it up, and he has got his shit that he only gets once a year. Top of the line triple A. OMG. this stuff smelled so dank. Anyways, he weighs it up and is like "Woah! this guy gave me an extra gram and a bit! Do you want to get really high on the best stuff out there"? "BOOOO YA"! I says. And then we got really really really high and had an awesome time. And I am over my head with some super crystally ounces. Je suis un heureux homme. And high. And How!

I found out that he didn't make a penny on the two ounces he sold me either, so I just wanted to express my gratitude for sharing the real spirit of marijuana. Sharing for the sake of having a positive time and building trust between friends. He gets it. A couple bucks swindled here or there will never compare to the value of friends just acting like, well, decent people that care for each other.