Both of us moved the cannabis into the trunk of Bob’s car, as well as managed to get it back home
Bob as well as I often take his fishing boat out into the gulf for a few minutes of fishing. Both of us had very intense as well as demanding jobs, so the times when every one of us both got the same day off Bob and I try to turn it into an escape. Both of us leave our cellphones behind, grab fishing poles, as well as ride out to the open water where real life cannot interrupt our leisure. A few weeks ago something pretty strange happened, as well as now Bob as well as I are both too uneasy to go back on the boat! In the middle of a nice, lazy afternoon every one of us saw something rectangular floating nearby, as well as it turned out to be a 100-pound tile of cannabis. I can only believe that it fell off a smuggler’s boat as they were sneaking an illegal marijuana into the country. Bob and I really should have left the cannabis where it was, in case the original owners came looking. Bob and I also could have called the police to report the marijuana, which every one of us also did not do. Instead Bob hauled the cannabis onboard, hid it under some tarps, as well as went back to shore. I know that Bob smokes a lot of cannabis, as well as so does his wife, however I rarely touch the stuff. I wasn’t interested in the shipment cannabis for my own personal use anyway, I was thinking about selling it for a tidy profit. Both of us moved the cannabis into the trunk of Bob’s car, as well as managed to get it back home. I am waiting for Bob to talk to his normal cannabis dealer to see how much every one of us can sell it for.