[url]A drug dealer named The Spider is wondering why his Jesus Christ still hasn't appeared in Dallas.
Thanks to an unusual bust by federal agents in Laredo, they're not going to connect.
Drug traffickers mixed as much as six pounds of the illicit white powder into a paste and used it to make a regal statue of the Christian savior, complete with painted-on flowing hair and a gold cape.
Smugglers were likely hoping the statue, which could be worth as much as $30,000 on the streets, would be dismissed by border guards as just another of the hundreds of plaster representations hawked to borderland tourists.
But a dog trained to sniff out drugs confirmed it was anything but another religious memento.
"This seizure shows what extreme measures people will go through to smuggle drugs," Janice Ayala, second-in-command of the Immigration and Customs Enforcement's investigative office in Laredo, said Wednesday.
Earlier this week in the Rio Grande Valley, border inspectors found $10,000 stuffed into a child's bulging diaper.
"These people will use anything, including religious icons to smuggle their drugs," said Steven Robertson, a spokesman for the Drug Enforcement Administration, in Washington. "It is sacrilegious."[/url]
[urlhttp://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/bizarre/5806499.html]Linkage with small pick of Cocaine Jesus[/url]
You should be smarter than a box of hammers if you're going to become a criminal. What, did they think the drug dogs just looked at the stuff to see if it's drugs? Just because it doesn't look like a bag of coke, doesn't mean it doesn't smell like a bag of coke.
what ever happened to the good old days of low flying planes and drop boats?
There was a similar story not long ago where people had done something similar and made dinner plates out of it. Again, the doggies do more than just *look* at the stuff.
scottaa1 wrote:what ever happened to the good old days of low flying planes and drop boats?
Reminds me of a Reverend Horton Heat song...
Bales of cocaine, fallin' from low-flyin' planes I don't know who done dropped 'em, but I thank 'em just the same Bales of cocaine, fallin' like the pourin' rain My life changed completely by those low-flyin' planes
I loaded up them bales in my pick 'em up truck Headed west for Dallas, where I might try my luck I didn't have a notion that I could sell 'em there Thirty minutes later I was a millionare
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