there is a good possibility that a good friend of mine, whom I have known for about 10 years, has turned informant.
step one: I am disassociating with him completely. there is no cold hard evidence that he in fact turned snitch but you gotta go with your gut instinct on things like this, and the facts I do have, deductive logic leads to him being the most likely suspect.
now he's got some dirt on me for shit I did in the past, but he ain't got nothing on me currently because I am keeping my nose clean (somewhat at least). some of my other friends might not be as lucky.
so basically I am taking a step back and watching the peices fall where they may. then I will proceed with caution.
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dont give him any drugs.
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instead of setting out to connect all the dots, the intent of zen is seeing the dots, letting them connect and then seeing how oneself connects to them.
"Knowledge speaks, wisdom listens" Hendrix
"A gentle answer turns away wrath, But a harsh word stirs up anger"- words to live by
Tony Soprano wouldn't take any chances, and neither should you.
Find some lowlife Irishmen to take care of the doity woik, I'd do it but I have to get my drink on tonight.
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I never told anybody this but a thousand years ago I used to look up at the moon and dream about being an astronaut. I just never had the grades. Or the physical endurance. Plus I threw up a lot and nobody liked spending a week with me.
So, the info this rat fuck might have, is it enough to take him out for a boat ride?
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I never told anybody this but a thousand years ago I used to look up at the moon and dream about being an astronaut. I just never had the grades. Or the physical endurance. Plus I threw up a lot and nobody liked spending a week with me.
Tony Soprano wouldn't take any chances, and neither should you.
Find some lowlife Irishmen to take care of the doity woik, I'd do it but I have to get my drink on tonight.
who you callin lowlife?
sucks cuz I've known this kid for practically my whole life and i got love for him but if he's singin like a canary he's gonna give up everything he knows about everybody. i am the last person he has to be worried about. but I ain't gonna save his ass.
So, the info this rat fuck might have, is it enough to take him out for a boat ride?
*puffs big cigar* could be. I've literally had to step in and intervene when he was slippin in the past, he wasnt snitchin but he was slippin, and I basically used my word to keep in the good graces,if ya dig.
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I never told anybody this but a thousand years ago I used to look up at the moon and dream about being an astronaut. I just never had the grades. Or the physical endurance. Plus I threw up a lot and nobody liked spending a week with me.
haha I'm not flying your ass out from Montana. but thanks anyhow.
we'll see what happens. and yeah smaerd I know how to check out people's records and all that hip hop.
basically somebody snitched on my boy who is already on felony probation. about something only a very few people know about. now his PO is going to be doing raids twice monthly on his house, where his wife and young children also reside.
the same day I hear about this, our main suspect shows up at my house while I'm at work. he NEVER just stops by. ever. he rarely only comes over only if there's something in it for him. he asks my mom to use the phone and then leaves.
this was yesterday. and then today he shows up at my friend's house, the one who actually got snitched on. my friend saw it was him at the door and didn't answer it. all of this is extremely odd and out of character for him.
I smell a dirty, lying, low down, cheese eating, son of a bitch rat
Seriously, do what you said you would, stop talking to him. If he isn't hanging out with you guys he can't dime on you.
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I never told anybody this but a thousand years ago I used to look up at the moon and dream about being an astronaut. I just never had the grades. Or the physical endurance. Plus I threw up a lot and nobody liked spending a week with me.
Seriously, do what you said you would, stop talking to him. If he isn't hanging out with you guys he can't dime on you.
yeah I know like I said that's the first step. what happens in the next few days or so determines step 2.
edit- all this fucking shit is make me paranoid as fuck. I really got watch my back now. I mean I always have but now it's like the wu says "I watch my back like I'm locked down"
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