How my drug dealer responded when i only wanted a glass of water and friendship.

at what point did water turn to coffee

How did my drug dealer and he's Demonically possessed friends respond when i told them i was no longer in need of marijuana and that my life was on the right track.

it all started when i arrived at their house (the drug dispensary) wanting nothing more then a glass of water and to spend quality time with this person as a friend.

5 minutes in to my visit after a bit of general chit chat about the weather, his dog, and the football.
he asked me what i wanted, at this point i pretended to be distracted and ignored he's first attempt at gaining access to my wallet.//

10 more minutes down the track and i was coming to the end of my glass of water.
at this point my "friend" had disappeared into the bathroom for 2 minutes to retrieve his crack pipe from under the bathroom sink he came back out and sat down on the couch with his pipe in one hand, and a $6000 bag of Gas in the other.

on the spot he said to me "C*****"<my named blanked out\ do you smoke crack buddy?
this was his second attempt within 15 minutes to gain Access to my wallet and to gain access to my life.

i told him nah sorry not into that.* even though i am fairly certain i was High as fuck from the Gas fumes.

as soon as i said this his friend turned aggressive and defensive like a guard dog. he said to me you can't say you don't do drugs because weed is a drug, he started giving me the death stare, and wanted me out of the house.

at this point i was getting anxious, nervous and worried about how him and he's friend now perceived me they started to realize that i wasn't there for drugs, i was there to chill and have some laughs (there were no laughs) by the way LOL.

20 minutes in to my visit and things were getting really awkward my dealers friend had taken his Demonically infatuated girl friend into the bedroom and told her what i was all about.

next thing i know i have 3 demons in 1 room, all staring into my eyes, trying to grasp a hold of the goodness that i have been experiencing for the last few weeks, they could see it in my eyes like a fat person sees Pasta.

i had been practicing a Latin saying for a few weeks potentior est virtus Dei Christus cogat..to use against people i see as being Evil. after reading a post on GLP that says if you speak the holy language to a Demon their response will show you if they are just crazy, or actually possessed. in English this saying translates to - the power of god is more powerful than you, the Christ compels you. this made them twitch.

it did not make them catch on fire, it did not make them run away in fear, it did however trigger an interesting set of events.

starting with the twitching (constant blinking of the eyes)
i noticed one of them started to tap their feet on the ground at a fast pace (probably the crack, not demonic entity)
i was asked to leave immediately.

as i got in to my car, i could hear yelling coming from inside. My drug dealer was screaming at his Lesser friend because he did not get into my wallet.

Ditch the dealers, they want your soul not just your hard earned $ casharoobies.

God makes maryjane to prevent cancer. Man makes CANCER outlaws Pot. Mans trick doesn't work so man makes religon to demonize what GOD CREATED.

OP becomes a Bible Thumper and GET CANCER!

OP then goes back to SMOKING GANJA TO EASE HIS PAIN but it's too late!

OP dies years later and GOD SAYS, WELL WHO DID YOU BELIEVE?

Devil thanks OP in hell for trusting man!

Good luck OP!

It must be a conspiracy...

at what point did water turn to coffee

There is a way of saying 'no thanks' without coming across all contemptuous

How did my drug dealer and he's Demonically possessed friends respond when i told them i was no longer in need of marijuana and that my life was on the right track.

it all started when i arrived at their house (the drug dispensary) wanting nothing more then a glass of water and to spend quality time with this person as a friend.

5 minutes in to my visit after a bit of general chit chat about the weather, his dog, and the football.
he asked me what i wanted, at this point i pretended to be distracted and ignored he's first attempt at gaining access to my wallet.//

10 more minutes down the track and i was coming to the end of my glass of water.
at this point my "friend" had disappeared into the bathroom for 2 minutes to retrieve his crack pipe from under the bathroom sink he came back out and sat down on the couch with his pipe in one hand, and a $6000 bag of Gas in the other.

on the spot he said to me "C*****"<my named blanked out\ do you smoke crack buddy?
this was his second attempt within 15 minutes to gain Access to my wallet and to gain access to my life.

i told him nah sorry not into that.* even though i am fairly certain i was High as fuck from the Gas fumes.

as soon as i said this his friend turned aggressive and defensive like a guard dog. he said to me you can't say you don't do drugs because weed is a drug, he started giving me the death stare, and wanted me out of the house.

at this point i was getting anxious, nervous and worried about how him and he's friend now perceived me they started to realize that i wasn't there for drugs, i was there to chill and have some laughs (there were no laughs) by the way LOL.

20 minutes in to my visit and things were getting really awkward my dealers friend had taken his Demonically infatuated girl friend into the bedroom and told her what i was all about.

next thing i know i have 3 demons in 1 room, all staring into my eyes, trying to grasp a hold of the goodness that i have been experiencing for the last few weeks, they could see it in my eyes like a fat person sees Pasta.

i had been practicing a Latin saying for a few weeks potentior est virtus Dei Christus cogat..to use against people i see as being Evil. after reading a post on GLP that says if you speak the holy language to a Demon their response will show you if they are just crazy, or actually possessed. in English this saying translates to - the power of god is more powerful than you, the Christ compels you. this made them twitch.

it did not make them catch on fire, it did not make them run away in fear, it did however trigger an interesting set of events.

starting with the twitching (constant blinking of the eyes)
i noticed one of them started to tap their feet on the ground at a fast pace (probably the crack, not demonic entity)
i was asked to leave immediately.

as i got in to my car, i could hear yelling coming from inside. My drug dealer was screaming at his Lesser friend because he did not get into my wallet.

Ditch the dealers, they want your soul not just your hard earned $ casharoobies.

OP edited and changed the original story from coffee to water because they felt it made them look better.

I'm not sure that drinking tap water in a crack house makes anyone look better, but to each his own...

I had many dealer friends in my life and non dealer friends who were just drug buddies. Honestly, when you quit doing drugs you have nothing in common with these people. I realized that many people in my life are just drug buddies. Some were pretty good friends and potential boyfriends, but they were too much into this business. I quit everything. I don't get into contact with them anymore and I am much happier. If someone calls me and asks me out to drink or smoke pot I just say it's a sin. I bet they think I'm crazy. Oh well.

After I was born again I got also attacked by demonic powers. I would just go to store and everytime I went there I would see a friend who sells pot, he offered me some, but I refused. Coincidence? I don't think so. Be strong my friend. :)

wtf is this shit! Are you fucking stupid, bro? Drug dealers are no ones friends...unless you have cash or drugs they happen to need, want or like...same with drug users, btw...and weed is medicine provided by mother earth...refined chemicals are what kills you, sugar, white bread, meth, coke, heroin, LSD are bad...k? they are chemicals made my fucking with mother earth...use the fruits, plants and animals she provides and give thanks for what has been given...never want for that which is not provided...and always be thankful to mother earth...druggie jesus freaks are the best...you'll relapse in a month or get killed doing shit like this.

I see.
You would probably get the same reaction if you went to a car dealership to go hang out with the workers and drink their coffee.

Crack addicts don't have friends - they have sources of crack.

Would you prefer it if i drank a glass of red Pinot noir?

i had been practicing a Latin saying for a few weeks potentior est virtus Dei Christus cogat..to use against people i see as being Evil. after reading a post on GLP that says if you speak the holy language to a Demon their response will show you if they are just crazy, or actually possessed. in English this saying translates to - the power of god is more powerful than you, the Christ compels you. this made them twitch.

How did my drug dealer and he's Demonically possessed friends respond when i told them i was no longer in need of marijuana and that my life was on the right track.

it all started when i arrived at their house (the drug dispensary) wanting nothing more then a glass of water and to spend quality time with this person as a friend.

5 minutes in to my visit after a bit of general chit chat about the weather, his dog, and the football.
he asked me what i wanted, at this point i pretended to be distracted and ignored he's first attempt at gaining access to my wallet.//

10 more minutes down the track and i was coming to the end of my glass of water.
at this point my "friend" had disappeared into the bathroom for 2 minutes to retrieve his crack pipe from under the bathroom sink he came back out and sat down on the couch with his pipe in one hand, and a $6000 bag of Gas in the other.

on the spot he said to me "C*****"<my named blanked out\ do you smoke crack buddy?
this was his second attempt within 15 minutes to gain Access to my wallet and to gain access to my life.

i told him nah sorry not into that.* even though i am fairly certain i was High as fuck from the Gas fumes.

as soon as i said this his friend turned aggressive and defensive like a guard dog. he said to me you can't say you don't do drugs because weed is a drug, he started giving me the death stare, and wanted me out of the house.

at this point i was getting anxious, nervous and worried about how him and he's friend now perceived me they started to realize that i wasn't there for drugs, i was there to chill and have some laughs (there were no laughs) by the way LOL.

20 minutes in to my visit and things were getting really awkward my dealers friend had taken his Demonically infatuated girl friend into the bedroom and told her what i was all about.

next thing i know i have 3 demons in 1 room, all staring into my eyes, trying to grasp a hold of the goodness that i have been experiencing for the last few weeks, they could see it in my eyes like a fat person sees Pasta.

i had been practicing a Latin saying for a few weeks potentior est virtus Dei Christus cogat..to use against people i see as being Evil. after reading a post on GLP that says if you speak the holy language to a Demon their response will show you if they are just crazy, or actually possessed. in English this saying translates to - the power of god is more powerful than you, the Christ compels you. this made them twitch.

it did not make them catch on fire, it did not make them run away in fear, it did however trigger an interesting set of events.

starting with the twitching (constant blinking of the eyes)
i noticed one of them started to tap their feet on the ground at a fast pace (probably the crack, not demonic entity)
i was asked to leave immediately.

as i got in to my car, i could hear yelling coming from inside. My drug dealer was screaming at his Lesser friend because he did not get into my wallet.

Ditch the dealers, they want your soul not just your hard earned $ casharoobies.

i saw him more as a friend, then a dealer. now it seems like that's all he was and i was nothing but blind.... see a friend would be more then happy to have laughs and to supply the coffee, he just wanted me to suck on his crack pipe......