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COPS SWOOP DOWN ON SPACES #90 AND #91, BUT NOT #41
Hoooooooooooooo-doggies, a cop-car parade went twinkling down our driveway in the middle of the night and didn't stop until it got to Ramone's trailer in space #90. We all seen it. The cops announced themselves into a bullhorn, then busted down the door because they had a warrant. A informant informed the cops that Maddog had a huge hydroponic cannabis cultivation system in the trailer across the driveway. Maddog had planned on setting up a huge hydroponic cannabis cultivation system in space #90; that's why he bought that other blue trailer in the first place. But then he ended up giving the trailer to Ramone to live in, and just set up the huge hydroponic cannabis cultivation system in that uglyass windowless and doorless add-on Darrell Feral built onto his trailer instead. It ended up being a win-win situation all around, up until the cops busted in on a truly innocent-this-time Ramone, and a truly butt-nekkid Belinda. While Ramone and Belinda was getting decently covered and apologies being made and accepted, Maddog was across the driveway, pulling out all them huge hydroponic pot plants and rolling them into a green wool Army blanket. He ran through the trailer, leaving a trail of pot leaves and little buds across the kitchen and living room floors. Maddog skedaddled right on out the trailer in his skivvies with something big rolled up in a blanket and slung over his shoulder. He headed up the driveway, straight to DJ the dope dealer's place in space #41. Maddog beat on the side of DJ's trailer all the way up to the door, then beat on it and hollered about dead bodies or something until the door flew open. DJ and Maddog hunkered down in space #41 and waited for the law-enforcement storm to pass. Then they came out and found space #91 minus Maddog's roommate Andy. By the time Ramone and Belinda got bathrobes on and the cops apologized for busting in on them like that, Maddog was long gone. When the cops finally busted down the right door, what they found was a bunch of pot leaves and ittybitty buds all over the floor, grow-lights and obviously used bongs everywhere, and a snoring Andy in the back bedroom. It'll all be straightened out in court, but Andy still ended up riding out of the trailer park in the backseat cage of a police cruiser.
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