Honestly..i dont have any marijuana!

[willy]

There are a lot like him out there. Specialy the pot heads. They are a silly bunch.
One day about twenty years ago I was sitting with another officer having coffee (no donuts) at three in the morning. We were in a residential type area and sitting with our lights off shooting the breeze.
A Subaru came down the road in front of us, going about 20mph. The brakes came on and then he pulled ahead and went up the edge of the lawn on the other side of the street.
He kept going so we pulled in behind him and followed him.
Still going about twenty there was a billowing trail of smoke that looked like he was having a engine fire.
We tried to stop him but he just kept going for awhile, one of the passengers opened the passenger side window and started throwing big bags of pre wrapped ounces of reefer out. I would pull along side and pick each up and throw it into my back seat.
The guy just kept going about twenty mph and the passenger would throw a bag out every twenty seconds or so.
Well when they thought they had it all out they finally pulled over.
We approached the car and pulled out two completely stoned guys, one guy was passed out in the back seat covered in McDonalds fries and wrappers.
The driver and passenger were so proud of themselves, the driver looked at me and said "you got nothing man".
We walked them back cuffed, to my car and opened the back door, I shined my light inside on five pounds of pot and showed them.
The driver looked at it and said " you guys are good man". Gave us a full statement and the detectives went to the house he picked it up at and executed a search warrant and got another ten pounds.
Pot heads, a special breed 8)

[randlemanboater]

DUDE!!!!!!!!!

[willy]

Sorry man, were they friends of yours 8)

[randlemanboater]

Willy are you saving these stories to disc as you tell em?

In no time that book will be written and you will be rolling in the dough from your first huge book deal.

Then you will forget about old V-20's and live a life of luxury until one day you are riding in your yacht when one of the crew members spots an old rundown Starcraft floundering in the ocean. *You will order the captain to steer towards the battered old boat. *When you get near you will recognize my boat from when you used to waste time talking to poor people about boats online. *It will bring back a flood of memories of when you too, had to own a small, old boat.

Not caring to remember such things you will order one of the staff supermodels to get you a boat drink and the captain will open up the throttles, leaving your past behind you in a cloud of diesel smoke.

[willy]

Never, money or not, never far from my roots brother ;)