Man in Black

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.

thoughts/advice?

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Mafoo

dont give him any drugs.

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PLUR
For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return

Peace seeker

better safe than sorry they say

keep yer distance from this person

Mydriasis

There's a web-site for every county where you can look up peoples records, and see if anything recent popped up.

Yea what I'd do is avoid his calls/interactions, or meet up with him once and be 100% clean and tell him you found Jesus and that he should too, lol.

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Geeno

Im workin with him, ur fucked

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Man in Black

well if that' the case i'm going out in a blaze of glory

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When I was arrested I was dressed in black.

Man in Black

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.

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Man in Black

*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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Man in Black

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

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When I was arrested I was dressed in black.

Man in Black

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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When I was arrested I was dressed in black.