I don't know and I don't want to fund out!
That was one of the more outlandish things I've done. I drove all over the place with a small mountain of coke and a full mushroom grow op in the back - while I was quite shitfaced from drinking vodka with a dash of Pepsi in it.
In my '82 Volvo 245 - a pretty recognizable car at the time, as few are still on the road...
And we got away with it. This wasn't too long ago (considering my age). I want to say it was 2012ish. I'd lived in Maine for like half a decade at that point.
You were out of your freaking mind!
I probably had opiates in me too, given the period of my life this was in.
I'm a fucking moron.
I don't think my lawyer could get me out of that one.
Hmm... Zevon: Lawyers, guns, and money, couldn't get me out of this.
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