"[My
oldest son] gave me this bag of weed while I was back home visiting. I put it
in my backpack and got on the bus. Then, when we stopped in Kansas City, the cops
got on the bus with some drug dogs. They sniffed everything, even my backpack.
I was freakin' out. I can't believe they didn't find this."
This
from a man I met on the internet, who lived with me for 2 years. The bag of weed
was in his truck, which was sitting in my driveway the whole time he was back
home visiting. He put it in a big plastic container full of stuff he didn't want
me to find, locked it inside the truck, and took the keys. Unfortunately for him,
he forgot to lock all the coat hangers inside the truck.