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Originally Posted by pr0
everyone just assumes i'm a drug dealer because i wear hawaiin shirts, wear a baseball cap & shave bi-weekly
so my conversations usually consist of
Them: You got any weed?
Me: Nope, i sell tits online
Them: Yea right
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OH GOD! Reminds of a story!
Back in 2000, when the mulah was rolling in and we would have days we would call "National Car Buying Days", we'd go out to a local club "BarFly" in New Westminster by our office.
After awhile we got VIP treatment, as we were pulling in Benz SL600's, Vipers, and Vettes. We got chummy with the doormen, and one day, the Head guy asked us, "Are you guys farmers?"
We all stared each other, not knowing what to say, "Farmers? No man, we do Internet Porn, what the fuck, farmers make that much money?"
He then went on to explain that what he meant farmers were Marujuana Growers. Back then we had no idea that the number one cash crop of British Columbia was weed and that those guys would be rolling in the cash after a successful grow op.
We explained that, no we weren't farmers and do porn. Which lead to the usual, I know this person who wants to do it, and do you have passwords.
