I'm Your Pusher...
My dad has two enormous marijuana plants growing in his livingroom. I swear on my girl scout's honor, he does. Pop won the seedlings in a bingo game.. so he claims. Well well well! I plan to harvest his medicine if you catch my drift. Buds are sprouting on one of the beautiful babes. Perhaps, I could tear the blossoms off and re-plant them. I'm not entirely sure how to cultivate hash. Whatever the case, next time I visit the old man, I'm stashing a pocket full of seeds and twigs. Within the span of one year, I hope to sow and reap a crop. A crop! Hahahaha.. oh yeah - I also plan on getting ridiculously high.
I've discussed it with Dude and we both agreed this could very well be a prosperous venture. Please consider the following: I sell the herb to little children. That simple. If we hit all the major bay area markets (playgrounds, schoolyards, after school recreational facilities).. Oh boy, we'd have an impressive cash flow.
Currently, I'm searching for distributors as well as investors. General duties of carriers/distributors include: wearing trench coats, driving tan '76 Monte Carlos, and fraternizing with the kiddies. Investors: $4500 will entitle you to a 1.8% share of all profits from any chosen block*. Are you interested? I must emphasize we need investors, plenty. Dirt and plastic pots don't come cheap. Also, my father uses little lamps over the weed. I may need light bulbs then. Bulbs are expensive.. and electricity? Fuck, that shit's like gold.
*contact me for specific details and limitations.