I’ll admit, I’m not perfect. I had some wild times during my younger days. I’m talking as wild as wild can be. I was cleaning out the garage and found my smuggling oil can. I’ve never hurt anyone intentionally, unless they were trying to hurt me. I’ve never stolen anything. I’m basically a good person. I still hold and open doors for the ladies, I respect the elderly, I will give just about anyone the shirt off my back if need be. I have a clear conscience.
But, way back when, I did burn some rope on occasion, and I did inhale. I really don’t know many people who haven’t, and if they are around my age, and they say they haven’t, they’re probably lying. No matter, back to the can.
This can has been through more airports and through domestic and international customs than I can remember. Obviously, it is hollow, and has a weighted lead band around the internal compartment, which is quite a bit smaller than the can. It feels (weight) like a real can of oil…side by side, it would be hard to differentiate between the two. It never failed me. It has had some rope and hash in it, some money, a derringer and bullets, many things at different times. I always put it in a duffel bag with some original oil cans exactly like it, and told anyone who inquired, I was going fishing, or doing something that might require oil.
It is now on the mantle, brings back memories. People ask me, “why in the hell do you have an oil can on the mantle?” I just smile.
Now I give you, The Juju Oil Can.
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It’s been over 30 years ago for me, but pot and hash provided a lot of fun and harmless adventures for me as a young adult. The oil can on the mantle is a good touch.
Well, you’re in the club, for sure.
I’m the square peg here, I guess. I’m 45, and never have.
Just never was interested, and didn’t know anything about how to attain it. I have a boring life
Hey, you’re not a square peg. To each their own, and you damn sure don’t have a boring life. Hell, at 45, you’re just getting your sea legs. The last woman, who is now 45 years of age, I ran into just about killed me. You are the same age as the Juju Woman. Best thing that ever happened to me.
Anyway, you didn’t miss anything. It’s not that big of a deal. Like I said, it was a long long long time ago.
We could have met on the wrong side of the prison bars, but we were lucky.
Modern scanning techniques picks it up instantly
Yeap, that was then, and this is now
I meant to add that I have never done or carried any drugs, my lead suitcases or water bottles contained other substances of value. I get and got high on alcohol.
That was a long time ago, but I’ve never done anything in my life I’m ashamed of. Hell, I have no problem if someone wants to burn a little rope, I don’t by choice…hell, I would have no problem if they legalized it. Might help solve the Mexican cartel problems we have now, but then again, it might not. I do believe the white powder is the devil, for lack of a better word. Too much money in the illegal drug trade. Legalize the rope, and it might take a chunk out of it. Might. I’ve never heard of anyone getting all hopped on the weed, and doing anything violent. Can’t say that about alcohol, but I do loves me a good drink.
Bottom line: the illicit drug trade will never go away.
When the U.S. grabbed Afghanistan, we knew where all the poppies were. Did we destroy them? No. It’s all about the money. We could have burned all the crops time and time again, but we chose not to. I wonder why?
I answered at my blog
Sorry I do not know how to use MLTH tags
http://keeskennis.blogspot.com/2012/02/slippery-oil-slope-of-sae-30.html
I read that shit…Fuck You!
Keeping people away from the chemicals they love has always been a losing proposition. Prohibition was one great example, but we seem to have Santayana’d that potential learning experience.
Look at tobacco: that shit actually will kill you (unlike the rope), but the corporate interests make a fortune from it, and people will never give it up entirely.
Agreed.
Money is a Yin Yang thing. money for nothing, and your chicks for free”, as MK once said.