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Against The Grain
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Ripped Off By The Australian Federal Police.
First published – Nov 14 2006.
Since it seems I am now able to earn a quid moving music instead of weed I can
finally drop a few bombshells that I have been keeping to myself for a while.
Now my mates in Canberra already know what Im talking about but I‟ve all ways
wanted to drop these bombs publically and now that Im no longer mixed up in all the
bizo I can finally spill the beans and I figure a blog is a good way to do it.
On most occasions I can prove every crime tale I rap about or talk about.
I will all ways keep it true but I cant prove this one (other than eye witness accounts
from friends) and you will see why.
Now at the time this all went down I was living in Ngunnawal which is a suburb right
on the edge of Canberra.
I had moved there a few months earlier as I had been raided by the police and charged
with possession and supply of cannabis amongst other things and so I was awaiting
my day in court.
I had been on a suspended gaol sentence and had a Supreme Court trial for other
matters coming up so I felt it best to lay low because things were mounting up into
one big pile of shite.
So I made my retreat and got myself a runner to keep the coin rolling in.
Each morning I would meet the runner at scrivener dam, load him up with the product
and collect my cash from the day before.
I would give him enough to supply most of my clients but I would still deal with the
larger customers personally and that's really how this came about.
The runner who we will call Ando, rang me and told me a couple of regulars were
coming south of the border in the next couple hours to grab a couple of pounds.
I was at Belconnen mall at the time and headed home for a few pipes and some lunch
while I waited for them to ring when they hit Canberra.
A few hours passed by and the lads finally rang so I grabbed my bag and headed out
the door to head over and meet them at a spot across the street from a service station
located at the edge of Canberra. (Across the street from where they hold the
I had no drivers licence at that stage so I used to get my girl of the time Bridget to
drive me about and as usual she drove me to meet them and brought a friend of hers
that was down from QLD and staying with us along for the ride.