How to score weed thru the internet. My story.
***Per mod instructions I will not mention websites or country so don’t ask***
This story is long. I hope you find it worth your time. 

I recently decided to give up drinking because I’m getting fat. Instead I decided after a 4 year hiatus I would start smoking weed again as a substitute vice. My problem my old contacts no longer live in my city. I could drive to the bad part of town but I’ve had mixed results. In the past, I sometimes could score weed there but other times my pasty white skin and clean cut looks sends the MJ vendors fleeing in terror of me. Besides, I really don’t feel that safe dealing with these types of people. So…I decided to score weed via the internet.

I read a post at a Cannabis site where some people were selling weed via the internet. The story listed the well known website and I decided to try this website. After using the search feature using words like Marijuana, I struck out. I then got the bright idea to go to the “Adult” section the website where thinly veiled prostitution takes place. I figured these people are in the victimless crime business so perhaps they could hook me up w/ weed if I paid them a finder’s fee for their trouble.

Anyway I sent the email to a woman advertising companionship services, massage, mutual bathing, and fetishes. Fetishes? I thought this seems like a good target. But how should I word such a delicate matter to her w/o scaring them that I might be a cop trying to trap them? My email basically said:

‘I don’t need your normal services. In fact your attractiveness is of no importance to me.
I’m looking for an underground restaurant located on 420th and Pine St but only the cool people could get in and I just not that cool. I said I like both swag food and chronically good food. My only requirement was the food had to be ORGANIC. I said if you’re a cool person that can get me in, I’d pay you your 1-hour fee plus the cost of the food. I then say we could meet at a fast food place and for 5min of your time we could both leave happy…

I receive a reply that said,
“I think I know the restaurant you are talking about and it is all ORGANIC, clean fresh and wonderful Let me know what time tonight is best for you.
-Mary-‘

LOL! I loved the fact she gave me the name Mary.
Yep…MaryJane is coming to pay me a visit! Booh-yah!!!

Then I got a little worried. This was too easy. On my first attempt I score…
I sent a reply saying wow I’m not ready to move so soon that I’d needed to go to the bank to get some cash (true). I told her what my budget was for the “meal” (2+2 editorial: You know, meal, restaurant, wink-wink!...this was not in my email. ).

I told here I’m really into safety and if the situation didn’t feel right I was bolting. I posted the following link written by Barry Cooper on how to spot an undercover cop. Read it if you like but it basically says to ask your contact to take a bong hit because cops and CIs are NOT allowed to use drugs so it is the best way to out them.
I told her Barry is my guy and that I found this article very interesting.
http://www.cannabisculture.com/v2/node/18941

I said if there was anything I could do to make you feel more comfortable then I would do it. I then said that I hope you’re the type to reciprocate. (2+2 editorial: This was my attempt to say I’d do a bong hit to prove I was cool if she would do the same. The cannabisculture website link was just icing on the cake)

She replied no problem and that we both have the right to refuse service and that when we meet, we would both have a wonderful night.

She sent me two possible meeting times when she could meet. I sent a reply 30min before the first meeting time I’d be there. At last, I would be meeting “Mary” (wink-wink!).

But…I got stood up. When I got home I sent here an email asking her where was she? She said she needed AT LEAST 2-hours notice and that 30 min was not enough time to react. I think, “Ok, I was too anxious. She has to make a buy from her supplier so she was right that 30 min was not enough time for her to be ready. My bad…”.

We schedule a second meeting and she gives me her phone#. This time I give several hours notice. We confirm the time, I give her my description. I specify I’ll leave the type of “meal” up to you (2+2 editorial: Get it? Meal, Wink-wink!).
Cool… I’m happy… I’ll be with my Mary Jane soon! Booh-yah!!!

But…I get stood up…again!
When I get home I read an email from her chastising me for standing her up. I send a reply email telling her that I was there and told here exactly where I was sitting. I then thought, ‘screw email’. I picked up the phone and called her. She says basically says. ‘Oh, I saw you there but I wasn’t comfortable approaching random strangers because I wasn’t sure which one was you’. I hear frustration in her voice and I ask her what she wants to do. She says she does NOT want to go to a neutral meeting place again. She says if you want just come here and I’ll make you dinner (2+2 editorial: Dinner, food, Get it? Mmmm delicious MJ is coming to me. Booh-yah! ). I think, “Cool. She must think I’m not a cop to invite me over”. So I drive to her apartment.

When I get there she opens the door and I see a very pretty older woman w/ a belly on her. She is smiling very friendly, asks me if I want something to drink. After some chit-chat, we sit on the couch. She then asks me why I used so many euphemisms. I said I wanted to communicate what I wanted but I wanted to be a bit delicate in my communications. She nods in understanding. So I ask her, “Did you get me swag or the more expensive stuff?” She says, “Swag? What is swag?”. I say, “Am I being too direct for you?” She gives me a puzzled look. I say, “You know, swag? The cheaper weed?”. And she says,

<DRUMROLL>

“I don’t do drugs!” Her gives me a look that would melt steel.

I’m in shock. My instincts kick in. My legs say, “**** you Felix, I’m out of her!” I stand up and walk str8 to the door. She then says, “How could you possibly think I sell drugs”. LOL! I turned and looked at her with a look of surprise and humor. Wow….did I feel like an ass. 

What do you mean "these types of people"?

This is pretty funny!

unexpectedly funny. shoulda seen this coming.

so did you eventually get your needs serviced? wink wink!

Wow - what an insane amount of effort for nothing.

Weed is fairly easy to get. Pretty much anyone in the restaurant business can hook you up (chefs and cooks especially). Even easier, just ask a cab driver if he knows where you can buy pot. Don't be so undercover. Just ask straight out.

I don't know what your community is like, but pot is about a 0.5/10 on the public terror scale in most cities.

Getting a dishwashing job would have been easier

how far from austin are you? Its impossible not to find weed in austin.

just a few days ago i posted in the OOT life tricks thread on how to score weed on clist, just search for 420. i even noted that you can pay extra to score from the hookers in erotic services, the ones who are likely to have a hookup are the ones who say "420 friendly" which means they specialize in ****ing guys who want to get them high.

meh, i wouldn't be so thrilled about looking on c/l. LEOs reads c/r fo sho

yeah, but i've done it many times. subtlety goes a long way. they're looking for really obvious dealers and the occassional hooker bust. they aren't looking to ensnare someone trying to score a half o

Wait, WTF, ho's want to get paid AND smoke my P.O.T.!?!?!? Lol, yeah, that chit ain't happenin'

Very good story.

I remember reading that undercover police do use drugs and are given hazard pay for this. Anyone know if this is true?


EDIT
Yep just read this article that undercover cops can do drugs and break the law.

http://www.lawcollective.org/article.php?id=59

It’s perfectly legal for undercover officers and informants to engage in criminal activity to protect their cover. Narcs are allowed to buy, sell and do drugs of every kind. Forget any urban myths you may have heard to the contrary: narcs are entitled to smoke/snort/swallow/inject controlled substances. Similarly, vice officers investigating prostitution are allowed to get naked and receive “massage.”

(d) Immunity of Federal, State, local and other officials

Except as provided in sections 2234 and 2235 of title 18, no civil or criminal liability shall be imposed by virtue of this subchapter upon any duly authorized Federal officer lawfully engaged in the enforcement of this subchapter, or upon any duly authorized officer of any State, territory, political subdivision thereof, the District of Columbia, or any possession of the United States, who shall be lawfully engaged in the enforcement of any law or municipal ordinance relating to controlled substances.

I'm about a 3-hour drive from Austin...
But let me say I'm now a 40+ fat white guy so I don't have too much in common w/ 20 yr old college students in Austin.

This happen earlier this evening. I wrote this post while it was still fresh in my mind. BTW...when I pulled into here apartment complex it was a bit low rent. I wouldn't be surprised if that place was a weed-fest. But...there were plenty of shady looking guys walking around and I wouldn't want to be there at night by myself...

no happy endings in this story

Cops use drugs legally?...
Not according to Barry Cooper who is an ex Texas cop turned MJ advocate...
Though he concedes there are dirty cops who will do drugs to gain your trust. If someone wants to arrest me for 2 oz of swag then they'll get me... I'll refuse bail and do my 30+ days in jail. Besides, I'm thinking jail would be a great place for MJ hook-ups rather than getting a dishwasher gig.

Barry cooper also says on his dvd to allow a cop to search your car if they ask.... The guy is not nearly as qualified as he pretends to be....

Best way to get weed over the internet:
meetup.com -> anything that looks like it will have potheads or hippies at it -> bs your way in and get a hook up from the dazed guy with dreads.

Not as interesting a story or as long, but more effective probably.

the top 20 hits for my ZIP code:

1.) Upper East Side (and beyond) Over 35 Weekly Happy Hour
2.) Central Park Fitness Boot Camp
3.) Meetup for Indigo, Psychic and Gifted Children
4.) NOLOH NYC
5.) Mixed Doubles in Manhattan
6.) Plans for UES Pups (PUPs)
7.) Cathedral of St. Patrick Young Adults
8.) Guardians Of Animals NY Meetup
9.) NYC Celtic Harp Circle-sharing learning + playing Irish Harp
10.) Rug Weaving Circle!
11.) New York Singles Over 40 Dinner Club
12.) Battery Park Fitness Bootcamp Group
13.) Online Astrology Readings by Archer One
14.) New Moms Support Group NYC
15.) The Round Table
16.) Good Morning FOREX NYC
17.) Fearless Networkers
18.) Foxy Craft
19.) Tracker School Students
20.) ITALIAN CHAT

not too promising, eh?

I went on an adventure like that in Vancouver a couple years ago. I didn't have any connections in the city so I googled and looked through some forums on canabis sites. A few people referred to a gmail address that bounces back an automated response when you email it. The email gave a list of half a dozen sources, including mail order and a few places around the city where you could stand around at certain times and expect to see people selling.

The most interesting option was the so-called 'secret store' which was located adjacent to establishments such as the Amsterdam Cafe and 420 Convenience Store in a part of Vancouver called "Little Vansterdam." It's not a bad area of town, but it's immediately adjacent to the bad area of town (East Hastings). Anyway, the email had a photo of a metal door with a little buzzer next to it. The door was covered with posters and flyers so it kind of blends in with the wall, and the buzzer was circled in the photo because it's so hard to see. The email said to press the buzzer and if someone answers then "just tell them you want to talk to the guy in the back." It also said not to follow anyone else in and to leave quickly afterwards.

So I walk down there on a sunny afternoon and scope out the door from across the street. I waited and watched for a little while to see if anything was going on. After a few minutes I see a well-dressed woman exit the door and walk briskly down the street. So I decide it's safe enough and wander over and press the button. Immediately the door swings open and a shifty looking guy with bloodshot eyes wearing a beanie and wifebeater beckons me into a dark hallway and shuts the door behind me. The only light came from an open door way down the hall.

The guy asks me, "so what do you want?" I answer "a half ounce?" He replies "chronic?" I say "yes" and then he says "We don't do that any more. Try the park down the street. Have a nice day." So I walked out a little confused and wondered if I screwed up by not asking for the guy in the back room immediately. I was kind of happy to be out of there though, it looked really shady.

So I wander down the street to this little park that's on the edge of the bad part of town where all the drug addicts hang out. I sat down on a bench and just watched some shady groups of people loitering around. I definitely didn't feel good about approaching anyone. After 10 minutes or so a native guy walks past me and softly mutters "Got bud?" as he goes by. I reply, "Actually I'm looking for some." He says "Sit tight, I know a guy." A few minutes later I see him returning to the park with a skinny white guy and watched them make transactions with people who were waiting on a couple other benches on the other side of the park.

Finally he walks over to me, gives a friendly "hello" and sits down on the bench. Just as this is happening I see a police car driving along the road at the north edge of the park. I point this out to him and he says, "No problem, let's just wait a minute." Now, rather than continuing on past the park, the cop car turns left and starts slowly driving up the west side of the park. Then, when it was immediately adjacent to us about 50 feet away, it completely stopped and turned on it's lights (but no siren).

The dealer was surprisingly unconcerned by all of this and suggested that we take a little walk. I had no idea what to do at this point so I just went along with him. We went about a block away and stopped in a little stairwell in front of an old building. I turned around and sure enough the cop car was creeping along slowly behind us, still with its lights on. At that point I tell the guy "I think it's time to bail." He says "Alright, no problem, here's my number, just call me in a bit." So I start walking away, and no more than 30 seconds later the cop just drives off. The dealer calls out from down the street and says "Alright he's gone, it's cool." I figured I might as well get it over with right there so I wouldn't have to deal with any of this again in the near future. So I walked back briskly, we made the transaction and that was that.

It was an interesting afternoon, but that was the first and last time I ever bought weed on the street.

You can buy weed over the internet through mail order operations. I use to use one that had a pretty extensive menu... 10-15 different strains, brownies, lollipops, olive oil, etc. If you search hard enough you can probably find one. It was expensive though.

go on www.webehigh.com
It will tell you where to pick up in anywhere.
And yeah, scoring weed in streets is fine, or just ask around. Most young people, even if they don't smoke, don't mind being asked, and they'll tell you where to get some. Some may even call their friend or w/e for a small cut.

So what did she think you were talking about in code?

I ruined the surprise ending for myself by scrolling down to see if there was cliffs.