Listen up lassies and ladies, for Drk's gonna to part a story to tell all the young boys and girls of ZA. When I was a young man in high school, we used to guzzle down on soda, chips, and other fatty sweets. Until one day all of this health craze took over. Soon we were deprived of soda, and other things we needed to get through the day. Fights would break out between students (it wasn't that far) from frustrations of not getting a fix. Some friends and I had calculated that we could make an easy buck starting a black market, selling soda, chips and snacks to students. This is the story.
(Most of this is exaggerated for a better story, some of which may or may not have happened)
It was the beginning of my senior year, soda and other junk food being removed from vending machines being filled with crap like apple juice and water. But we came prepared, early in the morning's and 5th period gym class, we would have a duffle bag full of goodies, charging money to students in return for their caffeine fix.
Each day we'd pull at least 40-60$. And this kept up until one day the school told us we couldn't do it anymore. But like the seniors we were, we kept on doing it and bringing in the dough, splitting in the profits.
One day we heard some assholes were setting up shop in band room, so we paid some jocks to go in and take all the stuff. Another time, we actually bribed a teacher to continue letting us make a profit in the locker rooms, and the principal wouldn't know a thing.
However, other candy cartels were created, and the jocks wanted more money to shut down these operations. Sometimes these bastards would hire other students to assault our assets, or simply tell off a teacher. One cartel would basically ransack the shop of one cartel, while we'd strike back and destroy their stock (or sell it as our own)
We also expanded our ring to include condoms as well. (Find out there's a party Friday night, sell them a bunch of condoms). Of course we were pretty discreet about the whole thing, but I will tell you a few of the so called "Abstinate crowd" were full of shit.
It's unfortunate I had to graduate, but we must've made nearly a few thousand dollars.
TLR
We (my friends and I) started a Candy Cartel in response to crack downs on vending machines.
We had gang wars with other candy cartels (using jocks as muscle) to keep the school for ourselves.
We bribed a teacher to let us use the locker room to sell.
Lol, you made $1000 over that? My friend used to sell fruit snacks and hershey bars and make like 100 a week, lol. He had no competition xd
I WILL BREAK YOUR POTS AND STEAL YOUR RUPEES
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Lol, you made $1000 over that? My friend used to sell fruit snacks and hershey bars and make like 100 a week, lol. He had no competition xd
When I passed by some ghettos before, a lot of black people used to offer me some fruit snacks too. But you know how greedy I am with money, so I didn't buy them even if they offered me saying buy one get one free. xD
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