[PSA/Article] With all these 'bust' posts, I figured I would share my experience.

Some of these posts about getting busted could be bullshit, some probably are, but rest assured everything you're about to read happened. I'm comfortable sharing it because the case is closed and I will leave out the identifying details.

TL;DR - I got 6 felonies and didn't do jail time.

I was 18 years old at the time living in a conservative city in a conservative state, going to college. I had been using the DNM's for awhile, having been around since the SR1 days. It all started with a simple fascination for drugs and the inability to get them locally. Started out with small amounts of psychedelics, some ketamine, y'know the weird stuff you really can't find locally like the 2C-x's and 5-MeO's.

After realizing how amazing this mail order drugs shit was, I decided it could be taken to the next level. This began the ordering of international MDMA at a staggeringly low price. Locally, a point would go for $20 and a gram for $150. And at those prices, I could barely even hold onto it. People were chomping at the bit.

This went on for awhile without any incident, about a year and a half. (17 when I started ordering, midway through 18 years old when the shit went down.)

I stopped distributing the MDMA because people were getting burnt out on it. The market was saturated. But there was always weed, so I moved to that while still keeping ordering off the DNM's for things such as those goofy psychedelics and QP's of mushies pretty frequently. These were more so for personal use, funded by the selling of weed. Everything was running smoothly, I was pushing around 3lb's a week and making good money, living the life any 18 year old would love to live. Never really felt any heat because I ran a tight ship.

Until one Thursday around 2 pm, I had just smoked some H and was about to leave for class. Standing in the kitchen, eyes low, head bobbing, I heard a knock knock knock "POLICE! SEARCH WARRANT! OPEN THE DOOR!"

"The fuck?" My doped out slowed down brain thought. I looked towards the door and observed approximately 15 task force agents fully dressed in bulletproof gear and donning assault rifles that I remembered using in Call of Duty.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! "POLICE!!! SEARCH WARRANT!! OPEN THE DOOR!!"

Well fuck, I thought. They're coming in anyway. I go and open the door and am promptly thrown down on the ground with a knee in my back, and brought inside to the living room where 2 of my roommates were cuffed and seated as well.

"Which one of you is dodgedadickinthebutt?" - said a grizzly looking agent.

I said it was me.

He said, "Alright which room is yours?"

I pointed. We went in.

I was in the room with a federal agent and a local task force agent. They asked me the typical bullshit, trying to get me to talk. I was so doped out that I really had no desire to say shit, and am aware of the procedure when an ass-fucking like this is going on. The only thing I said was, "I should probably get a lawyer."

They took that as a "fuck you I'm not saying shit". Which was what I was implying. They tore my room apart and found everything. They brought me back into the living room as they dissected my room for their coveted wares they were after. One by one I watched them bring out my goods.

Half pound of weed, 20g of mushies, half g of 2C-E, 2 doses of DOM, 2 hits of 300ug Orange Sunshines I was saving for a rainy day, and 6 hits of AL-LAD. All that adds up to 2 class B distribution felonies for the weed and mushrooms, and 4 class C possessions for the psychedelics.

Now lets think back quick, I had just got done smoking H when they came in. I even watched them shine the flashlight on the plastic straw that had heroin residue in it, a long with the crumpled up foil. In order to set up their little station to take inventory of everything and bag it up as evidence, they had literally pushed the paraphernalia aside. I was dumbfounded. I was lucky.

I was taken to jail, spent a few days in the local county slammer, and then got bailed out for $5K from a loving father. Went through a few months of court dates with a good lawyer trying to get the best deal. Remember, 2 class B's and 4 class C's. Thats a maximum of 36 years in the federal fuck me in the ass. It was my final court date, my father had attended each court date showing support and I think the judge noticed that too.

Keep in mind also this was my first offense, I was an outstanding student at the university, I had a good job, and clearly I had a family that cared.

The judge cut me a deal of 6 months of house arrest, and 3 years probation. I was elated to say the least. They strapped me up with the bracelet, and I proceeded to have the most fun summer of my entire life.

What is there to do when you're locked in your house?

Plenty.

Also I was able to go outside into our yard which was pretty big, with a deck, and a fire pit and all. I lived in a house with 4 other college guys who are some of my best friends to date. The amount of booze that was drank, weed that was smoked, and mushrooms that were eaten was heinous. They never checked up on me, never drug tested me, pretty sure they didn't give a fuck about me. I gave them $200 every 2 weeks and I guess that was good enough for them.

The 6 months goes by, I created some of the best memories that I wouldn't trade for anything in the world, and met people I will never forget all directly because of the raid.

I would almost like to extend a formal thank you to the task force that got me.

And now here I am on probation, I have a meeting once every 4 months, and don't even have a specific officer. It's the lowest intensity probation possible.

I guess sometimes the justice system can work in your favor.

EDIT: I forgot to add how I got caught. A kid was tripping his balls off and decided to smoke a bowl in his dorm room. Cops came, he was looking at a single misdemeanor, they told him to tell them where he got it, so he did. I know his name, know exactly who it was. I ain't into retaliation. Lots of personal growth came from this ordeal.


Comments


[70 Points] Litico:

It isn't too bad if you're a white college student with a lawyer.


[16 Points] 3point1415926535nine:

you deserve jail time for selling mdma at 150 a g.


[17 Points] twistyeyed:

I looked towards the door and observed approximately 15 task force agents fully dressed in bulletproof gear and donning assault rifles that I remembered using in Call of Duty.

This scenario belongs with criminals like sex trade monsters, not an adult exploring his consciousness with cannabis and mushrooms.


[13 Points] None:

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[12 Points] None:

did you lose your financial aid?


[9 Points] None:

Doing drugs on probation seems really dumb. Do they really not drug test you?


[5 Points] ShulginsCat:

Glad it worked out for you. Sometimes the legal system is surprisingly forgiving. Sometimes not.

BTW, how did you get from psychedelics to H?


[6 Points] twistyeyed:

Glad it worked out the way it did. Unfortunately it'd be most likely a totally different story if you were black.

The big question is: How did you get caught despite running "a tight ship" ? My bet is it was motormouth clients and snitches and some careless offline OPSEC.


[4 Points] None:

" witch one of u is dogedadickinthabutt" had me laughing so hard. .they didn't make any not for long comments?...al good read anyway glad u didn't do time


[5 Points] SecondChanceUsername:

I understand that you were high, had no arrest experience and didn't expect anything because you thought there was no heat, but a couple mistakes you made before you lawyered up, was answering the door. And telling them which room was yours and having that many different things at once. Like you said the LSD was for a rainy day, that shit should been hidden somewhere else. And the less substances you have=the less charges. Also, did anyone ever mention anything about DNMs during the interrogation/court dates etc.?


[3 Points] Oooopss:

White boy justice


[3 Points] illsec:

IM So Sorry to say this but .. this nice little story of having shit tons of drugs and not going to jail A. only happens to white folks with privilege (5k bail , Awesome lawyer , collage ) B. How in the hell do you have all that dope and get a bond ? sounds like a little telling might have went down + Maybe a nice last name or some bankers son shit .. THis just piss's me off cause it this to me or anyone i know would maybe been shot by police coming threw the door / or if alive buried under the jail ..


[3 Points] None:

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[1 Points] crondom90:

Thanks for sharing this!


[1 Points] NicholeRichey:

Did you figure out how they caught you? Did someone rat you out?


[1 Points] swagmaster4204204200:

soooo a blog post? waste of time


[1 Points] CarlMarkyMark:

This story smells like bullshit.

OP doxxes himself by giving out all the details of his case.

Then he admits he still orders from DNM in the comments?

Smells like a bullshit story.


[-2 Points] None:

hahahaha id be surprised if the dea didnt get a kick out of that hahaha which one of you is dodgedadickinthebutt . if you got caught by some douchebag kid then how did they know your dnm username ?


[-6 Points] Doglover1987:

youre a fucking idiot...

you were lucky, white, had a well off dad...And you come here bragging about your experiences?

wow


[-12 Points] IdsAhShoah:

Who you rat out, faggot?