And the Story continues: (part7)
(start reading at the germination)
So I went out at night to gather some pots
and found a lot of them at an old nursery.
On my way home at the empty main street
I walked with like 20-30 pots in my hand on
the sidewalk when a car came up from behind
that slowed down and stopped when it reached
me.
First thing I noticed was the weird installement
on its roof: It had a lightbar on top! π³
My heart skipped a few beats and my life
flashed in front of my eyes when I saw two
cops jump out that came into my direction.
At this point I went from:
"I am a master genius" π
to
"Oh fuck! I am fucked!" π΅
real quick.
So I just stared at them in disbelieve
holding a staple of pots in my arm.
The cops approached me and I
realized in a splitsecond that the
guys who delivered the magazines
must have called them.
...
(continue reading next week)