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October 21, 2009
Reefer Madness and Transport
I spent the years twelve through eighteen baked out of my ever-loving mind,
smoking my way through every good day, riding a strident wave of adolescent wreckage. After I cleaned up, I spent the next ten moving the rare load of silent reefer tonnage to North Carolina and the last thirteen living pure legal. Tell me, have you ever rolled naked in a hundred and fifty thousand dollars pulled from your safe for that express purpose? The money involved in moving pot is phenomenal; small, smart dealers live large, the big boys own yachts and multiple architectural masterpieces. All on a tight bud profit riding the back of a buying demographic swinging well under twenty five. -- Viper Time ｫ Jaded Haven
Posted by Vanderleun at October 21, 2009 10:04 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
Your Say
I doubt the food in the first trailer would have been doetnad to anyone . Have you ever seen how those are cleaned up?It is cleaned up in less than a couple of hours using wreckers and bull dozers and track hoes.What you don't see in that picture is the SECOND trailer that somehow managed to stay standing. The goods on that one may have been doetnad.I do know they re-picked the entire load on both trailers.
Posted by: Latashia at July 13, 2012 6:54 AM