The Urban Pharmacist


The Urban Pharmacist – This guy sells weed, coke, X, and any other mind altering substance he can lay his grubby little hands on. They reveal themselves early in your relationship offering some “primo X”, or an “eight-ball of coke” when you show up
to buy your Friday night Dub sack. Often times they’ll even offer a
free hit.  I recommend that these dudes you STAY AWAY from.  A person who parties with all types of music will first never had a solid mainstay of product and you can find yourself being hustled and your time wasted. One of the Chronic Commandments is thou shall not pinch off my sack.  These cats who hold other products do not take the effort. They tend to have heavy thumbs on their scales. My grandfather used to have this expression “Jack of All Trades, Master of None”. A true herb dealer knows, loves and lives by good herb. The quality of general pharmacist is never consistent. More than likely they will have some purple one day and some swag the next.  They are the equivalent of going to McDonalds for some chicken.  They may have it, but you don’t want to eat that shit. Dealers who slang hard drugs typically sample their supply. I don’t know when you last tried to conduct business with a meth addict but these guys are paranoid, jittery and sometimes flat-out crazy. They’ll always add more drama to the transaction and it’s never worth the extra effort.

 

Most importantly, a dealer who mixes and considers themselves a street pharmaceutical rep will always have more heat on their ass then your regular sweet leaf salesmen. The flow of traffic to their business is typically made up of a more unstable and often less trust worthy clientele.  As a general rule remember that crystal leaves a trail but nobody can follow smoke. I don’t know about you but I don’t want my ass on the next episode of cops because I took a trip to the oowee man.
related, Nancy Botwin, Toke Terms ,The Hustler)