Member-only story
My Drug Mule Is A Snow Bunny
Riding 4The Re-up
My Plug and I meet either at his condo in the city or his house in the country. We are heading to the Country to get my re-up. I never get more than a day’s worth of product.
I employ the Just In Time Inventory method developed by Henry Ford. Hey man, I took business classes at Howard University. I’m a former hoop star and current hood legend.
I don’t hold any extra inventory. It could be the difference between doing 1–5 or Life in a Federal Facility. Here, if you’re gonna ride with your boy, you gotta have some of my product flowing through your veins.
Coke or Heroin.
“I’ll have a line of both.” She said.
Aw hell, there’s my Boo Thang. Sexiest snow bunny on this side of the Mississippi. This bitch has been with me since my Connect from the Aryan Brotherhood gave her to me in lieu of payment.
Yeah my nigga, I fucks with those Skin-head motherfuckers. Our deal is they trade five ounces of Meth for an ounce of Heroin.
Their scheduled Meth re-up was held up due to surveillance by the Feds. I gave them my end, you know the heroin. They brought the re-up a week later but she decided to stay. That was three months ago.
