Mr Twister
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Does anybody remember a place in northern Indiana called B B Farms?
It was an old hemp farm from back in the 30's & 40's that was then, (70's) a corn field. Rumor was that there was someone arrested from every state. We used to go and walk the ditches checking for "different" looking weed as well as grab a few of the big boys that were soaring 6' above the 6' corn. Planes and cops were always staking it out.
We were lucky and never got caught but on my last trip was by far the luckiest!
We parked under a big butternut tree to hide the car as usual and the butternuts were falling and there was plenty on the ground. My dad love butternuts so I talked the guys in to picking up a bunch before we went out picking weed. We were just loading the butternuts in the car when a county sheriff pulled up and thought he had himself a nice little pot picking bust.
We all just looked at each other and none of us had any smoke on us so we knew we was gonna be fine. The cops wasn't as quick to draw down in those days and he just came up smiling and asked us what we had in those bags we was putting in the back. Well we was more than happy to show our nice pickens of butternuts to that old boy.
That was my last trip to B B Farms.
Peace
MT
It was an old hemp farm from back in the 30's & 40's that was then, (70's) a corn field. Rumor was that there was someone arrested from every state. We used to go and walk the ditches checking for "different" looking weed as well as grab a few of the big boys that were soaring 6' above the 6' corn. Planes and cops were always staking it out.
We were lucky and never got caught but on my last trip was by far the luckiest!
We parked under a big butternut tree to hide the car as usual and the butternuts were falling and there was plenty on the ground. My dad love butternuts so I talked the guys in to picking up a bunch before we went out picking weed. We were just loading the butternuts in the car when a county sheriff pulled up and thought he had himself a nice little pot picking bust.
We all just looked at each other and none of us had any smoke on us so we knew we was gonna be fine. The cops wasn't as quick to draw down in those days and he just came up smiling and asked us what we had in those bags we was putting in the back. Well we was more than happy to show our nice pickens of butternuts to that old boy.
That was my last trip to B B Farms.
Peace
MT