Parking Lot Pot

Every morning, we'll get an email from police, reporting all the happenings overnight.  Usually, just a laundry list of real snoozers… blah blah liquor store robbery… baby mama fights with baby daddy… another meth lab in someone's trunk, closet, garage, etc (hey, third time's a charm on meth labs right? First one, you get caught. Second one, explodes… and you get caught.  But SURELY, on the third try, the battery acid/pseudoephedrine combo will keep you clear-headed enough to keep it all under wraps). Mmmmkay. 

But I digress. 

Back to this overnight police report. We take a look and see just another drug bust. And this time, it's only pot.  Come ON PO-PO! Don't waste our time.  Don't police know our threshold for reporting drug bust news is at least meth, but preferably cocaine or heroine with guns, illegal immigrants and sex offenders on a playground? Police bust a meth lab, the sky is blue, and the news is sensational.  What's new?

But hold on. The ADD got the better of us. It took everyone a moment to actually *read* the entire report. 

The pot bust was HUGE.  1,500 POUNDS… found in a truck and trailer… in an empty parking lot in the… block of … street… hey. Is that???… YES. 

I stand up immediately and shout: "WHO ORDERED THE POT AND MISSED THE DELIVERY?"

It was found in our station's parking lot.  

I should explain, our station is situated in an *eclectic* part of town.  Let's just say the motel/hooker headquarters across the street, along with the 24-hour Whataburger and the "massage parlor" make for a Bermuda Triangle of good times.  It's common knowledge, you don't walk around the parking lot with a Big Gulp 40 oz from the gas station.  (You might be mistaken for being open for business). 

Having said that, THIS was a first. 

And, contrary to popular belief… no one was smoking anything when the following photos were taken. 

It was national High-5 Day. (GOOGLE IT). 

.... and I swear, the Kangaroo did this to himself.