Short Navy Story: I was on my first ship, inspecting the boatswains locker (where they keep paints, swabs, ropes, etc). Usually a pig sty. I noticed someone had put some gloves up, very neatly. It was totally out of character. Upon inspection, the gloves were full of mary jane. The ship's sheriff put some kind of magic powder in the gloves, and the gloves were checked every 15 minutes. At some point the gloves were gone, so all hands were mustered on the mess deck. On command, all the crew that were on board had to stick their hands out. We expected to find the purple powder all over the offender's hands. Did not find any, but the ships biggest dirtbag, bad guy, whom we suspected, had the cleanest hands on the ship. Sparkling clean hands on an otherwise pretty filthy body. We never figured out how he cleaned them, but he did something extreme. It was like he had worn gloves and then got really tan. I guess it goes to show, if you can put the stuff in gloves, you can put it in shoes!
Well, you can get killed or jailed trying to recover a bag of weed. Me . . . I would just buy another bag of weed.
And let that scumbag thief make a punk out of you? Shane says you are the rootenist, tootenist, shootenist hobre east of the Pecos. You ain't gonna let nobody disrespect ya like that is ya? Our favorite red ain't turnin' yeller is he?
Les Miles Hall of Fame DB Aeneas Williams stopped by and spoke to the football team about opportunity Wednesday evening. It's always great to have those who have been through the process come and teach our players valuable life and football lessons.
I have attained maximum slack. I don't do stupid shit that offers diminishing returns. I do smart shit that is easy and more profitable. Anybody that feels a need to die or go to prison because some stranger disrespected him over a hundred dollar bag of weed is a godamned idiot. Life and freedom are precious, $100 bills are not, and weed is just a weed that grows in the dirt. Get your priorities straight. The Dude abides.
