I smoke a lot of cannabis, and I knew this would keep me high for years to come
Joe and I started fishing together many years ago, when I was dating his sister. That relationship did not work out, unfortunately, but even after the breakup I reMained close with Joe. I know he and I got along better than I ever did with his sister, once or twice a month Joe and I go fishing together. My buddy and I don’t hang out other than that! Last time my pal and I fished together, my pal and I took Joe’s fishing boat out into the Gulf to try our hand at interest fishing. Sport fish are the legitimately large ones! My buddy and I didn’t find any marlin or purplefin tuna, but my pal and I did come across a big package of cannabis bobbing in the waves. I didn’t know what it was at first, just a perfect cube about two feet across, wrapped in plastic. It wasn’t until I hooked it with the gaff and brought it on board I realized that it was a compressed brick of marijuana. This is how cannabis is smuggled into the country, and for such a small brick it was remarkably heavy, but joe told me to throw the cannabis back in the water, but I argued against that. I smoke a lot of cannabis, and I knew this would keep me high for years to come. There must have been forty or fifty pounds of cannabis in this brick! I told Joe that my pal and I could sell a few pounds of it and make a little currency, although he didn’t want anything to do with illegal cannabis, especially since it definitely came from one of the cartels.