And the Story continues: (part9)
(start reading at the germination)
So I got caught stealing a handfull
of old pots by the police.
The first set of cops went on their way
leaving me with 2 cops.
they then asked me some questions that
I dont really remember anymore.
I just know that it was autumn and there
was really NO logical explanation why a
guy with red eyes that smelled like pot
would need so many pots at that time
of the year so urgent that he would
climb into an nursery to steal them
in the middle of the night.
They confiscated my proud findings
but were not sure what do with me
and after some time they specifically
told me to go home.
And that COULD HAVE BEEN
the end of that story ...
BUT
they had other plans. ๐
...
(continue reading next week)