anyone find my wallet by any chance? my backpak opened up and poof
Was going to Detroit over the bridge, stopped at the American customs booth with three cars ahead of me - was a small leather pouch on the ground. Picked it up thinking it might be some one's wallet - opened it up to find a pipe and (I think) a bag of weed. Dropped it as fast as I could and spent a few minutes stressing that someone saw be drop it and would think it was mine.
a ball pean hammer came flying off of it bounced off the ground in front of the car but landed just behind the rear bumper. (stopped and picked up the hammer)
[...] and another dude lost his silencer in the same race.
That beats the snot out of my oil filter wrench!a half quarter of weed