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When I was a teen, I used to keep my pot underneath my headrest. I'd lift the headrest up, roll up the bag, place it underneath the headrest, and then clamp it down.
They never ever found my weed. Of course, I've never had my car searched either.
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Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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