I Want to Eat, I'm Doing Something

"I got a few pounds, few pounds. Half the garage was full, a lot o pot," he says. "My wife had come by. She smelt it from from the sidewalk coming into the alley." A friend of his called him up and asked if he could help hide 800 pounds of pot in his car. The smell was enormous. He took off to get some food but didn't make it home.