Captain Sav-a-Ho(Yours looks better)
[QUOTE=Shampoo55;4802572]It has been years since I heard that phrase, "Captain Sav-a-Ho!" Most often verbalized by Kimmie of MDA fame!
But your pain is real and understandable. Use to be a day where mongers were honorable, but seems like these days more jerks in the hobby. Fight Club rules should be followed, but too many live "Big Brother House" lives and think that playing politics with these girls gives them some advantage. {It doesn't. Dopeheads only want 1 thing} Maybe one day they will learn? So in being a White Knight they have scr-ewed them self by stifling one of the area's best reporters. Oh well, it is what it is.
Me? I'm out of her, I gots to put on my White Knight armour and go save a few Ho's![/QUOTE]It's a pretty popular phrase on the Baltimore and philly forums. Basically a guy who thinks that if he can get close enough to a girl he can make her his for real. Utter fantasy bullshit. I don't mind getting close to a girl, and helping her anyway I can within reason, but a no point do I envision making them mine.
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A Tail of 2 Bellas? Bella Avoid, Bella I want
[QUOTE=Strange;4803171]I saw the girl in the green prom dress, it's that girl that refused to get out of my car can't remember her name off hand.[/QUOTE]BELLA! [I]first pic[/I].
So found THIS Bella while searching for the "refused to get out of my car" girl. Anyone dream of this one or know anything about her? [I]second pic[/I].
What forced my retirement
[QUOTE=Strange;4799698]You wouldn't have known she sat down with the spoon full of fety question is if she gets right are you going to have a good time. When a girl is trying to get right, not sick, I generally go off how many bags she's trying to do. I let her do one, maybe one and a half depending on the girl. Two gets what you I just got. This girl jumped in my car with a spoon full of shit. Gave me no chance to figure it out. If she had banged the chunks left on the spoon after she was done I bet she would be dead. Chunks were big.[/QUOTE]Hey fellas,
I use to be pretty active on this board, but was forced into retirement due to this very similar situation. Now, I'm definitely not here to preach, as much shit I have done over the decades of mongering. I'm just going to tell my situation without using any names (can link back to me, since it was a trial) Or any details about the girl. I will just say what got me in legal troubles that cost me big money in attorney fees, court cost, and fines. Here are the facts:
Picked up SW, who just scored. Knew her so gave the knod and pulled around the corner 2 blocks away, discreetly, so I thought.
She hops in and I'm off to the notel for some fun, so I thought. We get a few blocks and my monger mobile is surrounded. Fucking felony stop. I like WTF, for a misdemeanor of patronizing? Nope, bracelets go on both of us and in the back of separate cars. I'm asked where the fuck is it. I seriously don't know what the cop is talking about, he said the drugs why'all just copped? He ask if he can search my car, I said no. Here comes K9 walk around, he alerted. Cop said, I can now. Chick hid 2 full needles of "H" and a rock in my car as soon as she got in and I didn't even notice. I though she was rumbling around in her bag.
Problem: she had no drugs on her and said it wasn't hers. It's my car and it was found in my car. We both go down for it. Car towed and impounded. I thought I was pretty street smart with mongering. Now, here were it gets interesting and was an eye opener for me. While being interviewed, which I remained silent, the cop straight told me. Bruh, we spend 10 hrs a day in these hoods and see everything. Why'all only come in for a couple of hours a week to do your dirt and trust and believe we notice. Our eyes and cameras see almost everything. To turnkey I go and have to get bailed out.
Here's what my lawyer learned through discovery, when reviewing the evidence against me. The dope house that she scored from before I say her was under surveillance. Had video of her hand to hand buy. The cops were stopping people once they got away from the house to get the drugs to build their case (1st probable cause for stop). 2nd, girl was a fugitive for not reporting to probation and her probation had a search clause, or some shit (2nd probable cause for stop). I already said K9 alerted, so that was 3, search would not get thrown out.
Fuck it, I said, just argue the misdemeanor or patronizing. I'll take that hit and just have to face the shit from S / O. Problem is prosecutor wasn't interested. They wanted the dealer and that was the only thing on the table. Shit, I don't know the dealer, or anything about that game, not that I would snitch if I were in that game.
So, off to trial we go. Girl takes a plea and put everything on me. Said I paid her to get drugs for me and she was just bringing them to me. She's a known addict (History) and chose rehab.
Shit not looking good for me. Even though I was raised in the city, I now live out in the suburbs with a Federal job (Security Clearance). My attorney threw a bunch of scenarios at me and kept going back and forth with the State to try and lower the felony charge. They wouldn't budge because they wanted the dealer and thought I still could help. So, my attorney suggested with the opiate epidemic so huge, let's play the addict card, first offense. It worked, had to go to rehab and pay fines, but no felony on my record. Saved my job by self identifying I had "an addiction" and basically went on a 60 day vacation. Guess that last part wasn't a lie, since I did have an addiction to mongering. Hindsight, I thought about all the shit I have found in my car after the date. I actually had a habit of stopping at the nearest wawa, gas station, or car wash to search my own car. I should have known better, but my addiction got me burned.
The sad part in all of this is the cops flat out told me, they knew exactly what I was doing, but thought the girl would flip. Bastards wouldn't tell the truth when my attorney presented that to them because they wanted the felony conviction. Also, they said this sure as shit will stink harder and keep my ass out of their city, exact words. Dirty bastards.
Sorry for the long post and like I said in the beginning, not preaching or judging. Just wanted to share facts on what can and did happen to me. Be safe out there brothers! As for me, I'll keep checking in periodically and reading and do a few loops of window shopping, but my pick up days are done.