Ginger was upset about taking so much marijuana back to his house, and asked to store it in my garage
Ginger called me well after dark, just as I was settling in with my wifey to watch to cable. He was in a panic, and asked if he could stop by and show me something… Ginger and I have been friends for years, despite the fact that I was still surprised to hear him this worked up. I told him to stop over, but to meet me in the garage so he didn’t wake the sleeping children upstairs. A few minutes later he pulled into the driveway. I saw him dragging something into the garage, but couldn’t figure out what it was. Ginger unwrapped the package, revealing it to be a mkassive brick of cannabis. Seriously, I estimate there was forty pounds of cannabis there, shrink-wrapped as if it had just fallen off a boat. It turns out my first believe was right, and Ginger explained that he found this cannabis floating in the bay, not far from the pier. Ginger does a lot of athletic interest fishing, but had never caught anything like this before! He asked what he should do with all this cannabis, despite the fact that I wasn’t sure. I consistently buy my stuff from the local cannabis dispensary, so I didn’t know anything about selling drugs illegally. Ginger was upset about taking so much marijuana back to his house, and asked to store it in my garage. I explained that if I kept the cannabis in my home, that put me and my family at legal risk. I told him to rent a storage locker under a fake name and keep the cannabis there, that way it couldn’t be tracked back to him if the cops found it.