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So I decide to buy a little motorcycle for the grand kid that lives in SoCal.
Find a nice bike and we go take a look. The guy is a tow truck driver. Works some not-so-nice neighborhoods of course.
Rolls up on this Impalla ,he knows is a dealers car,in a bad area. Hooks up and the guy comes out.Driver say he's just doin' his job.
Yea ,yea let me get summtin outta da car.
Hits a button and the radio slides out and the guy grabs a pound of coosh? Says the cops know he has it but can never find it.