Max as well as I often take his boat out to the gulf for a few minutes of fishing.
Both of us work intensely as well as demanding jobs, so on the odd day when the two of us both have the same morning off Max and I try to turn it into an escape.
Max and I leave our iphones behind, grab fishing poles, as well as go out on the open gulf waters where real life cannot interrupt our leisure. A few weeks ago something pretty weird happened, as well as now Max as well as I are both too concerned to go back on the boat! In the middle of a lazy afternoon Max saw something rectangular floating nearby, as well as it turned out to be a massive 88-pound brick of cannabis. I can only think it fell off a smuggler’s ship as they were sneaking an illegal marijuana into the country. Max and I certainly should have left the cannabis where it was, in case the original owners came looking. Max and I also could have called the police to report the marijuana, which the two of us also did not do. Instead Max hauled the cannabis onboard, hid it under some tarps, as well as went back to shore. I know that Max smokes a lot of cannabis, as well as so does his long-term partner, although I rarely touch the stuff. I wasn’t interested in this brick of cannabis for personal use anyway, I was thinking about selling it to make a tidy profit. Max and I moved the cannabis into the trunk of my car, as well as managed to get it back home. I am waiting for Max to talk to his normal cannabis dealer to see how much the two of us can sell it for.