The Safe Thing.

Still Flabbergasted. That safe thing. 300. That's a three and two zeroes.....

THREE-FU**ING *HUNDRED* POUNDS!!! That's like that one way,way back, if I remember correctly. Didn't a boat shipwreck and leave like 20 Keys of coke washed up on a beach somewhere?

I gotta wonder though. It didn't specify it was found... So,you know what that means ladies,gents,and others? The most unwittingly lucky guy who happened to get a very extra, extra special gift with purchase went and "responsibly" gave up said gift into the greedy,eagerly awaiting arms of the Nazis In Blue. Who, in turn, passed on said gift (minus whatever that they kept to sell or to use; yeah, let's cut the bullshit here) to their little sodomite buddies that make up the DEA.

Of course, in light of the still ongoing persecution of millions who have a sense of devotion to a God-Given medicinal plant, ya can't really blame him. Still, I'd be tempted to keep enough for a huge stash for personal use, say one brick of it, and report the adjusted weight.

Maybe he did?

Or maybe it's always the straight-edgers that see the kind of event most of us would shit ourselves to witness?

Life's a fickle,fickle bitch ain't she?