my mate dave moved in to a house with a scrupulously tidy guy. Dave was a real smoker a half ounce a day kinda guy. one day the cops came around kicked in the door and searched the place said they'd recieved information or something. Anyway they go into daves room, but it's like a black hole. they cant even get in because he had the cupboard shoved up against the door. dave had to vault over it to get in and out, and beyond that it was absolute chaos. the cops say "you could have a plantation in there and it wouldnt be found so they go into Stephens bedroom, which is insanely tidy of course, and they tear it apart. And at the back of his underwear drawer they find a tiny tiny nodge of hash. it wasn't even his, belongd to someone else who lived there before. So he got a conviction, and dave of course did have half an ounce stashed away in a sock, but they were never going to find it in that room.


pills.