I'll start. Couple weekends ago I was out in the lower east side of Manhattan. When the bars were closed I went to get a late night taco. I told my friend that it would be amazing if we had weed.

Out of nowhere, a gentleman emerged from an alley way and told me he had "whatever you need."

I would typically have told him to fuck off. But I was drunk, hungry, and in my state it seemed like I was just able to summon a drug dealer at will.

I give him $20 and he hands me a balled up piece of tin foil, it looks small so I tell him I need a normal bag. He says ok, and we start walking down the street while he looks in his pockets.

The whole time he is saying I need to walk in front of him so no one can see what he's doing. He finally hands me a balled up napkin that looks large.

I unball it... nothing. Nothing is inside. I turn to say wtf and he is in a full sprint down the block. I immediately start laughing and go back and tell my friends we gotta eat tacos sober.

Could have been much worse and I'm an idiot. Just cost $20 to learn that life lesson. Bring your own weed always.