>>10027942Lots of luck and connections. When I was 16, I got a job that paid around 50k dollars per year. I saved up money for a kilo of hash. I got a dude to go to Oslo, buy the kilo, then bring it up north, sell it and make 150% profit, I did that in larger and larger amounts. When I was going home from work, I bought one of those scratch tickets and won a million NOK on one, invested in property, got promoted at work, made 150k a year, bough another property, rented out properties, grew weed in a small property by the sea, sold it further up north to get even more of a profit in the art and music area. I've stopped it all since I started looking at weed as degenerate, so now I'm just living a comfy and carefree life without any thought of the police catching me. I gotta admit, it was close one time when I was transporting lots of weed in my car, my car smelled so bad. I'm pretty sure people could smell it from the outside. I stopped on the side of the road to take a break, then I saw the cops passing me. I thought nothing of it, but one of my back lights were fucked, so they would without a doubt have stopped me. I'm glad that period of my life is over. It's just comfy now.
