My most recent CraigsList purchase is a luxurious ‘87 Chrysler Fifth Avenue. I was just starting to film another video about the car and discovered a little bag of white powder in the ashtray! What is it?
Not being a drug user, I’m not well versed in the packaging and delivery of illicit substances. This car came from an impound lot, so it’s very likely the previous owner never came back to retrieve their belongings. Which apparently, included this little bag of blow! Crazy, right? Even crazier is that I’d been driving the car all week with said blow on board, right under my, ahem, nose.
Initially, I freaked out and threw it right into the garbage. But that night I kept wondering what the hell it was. So in the morning I fished it out, narrowly avoiding a leaking bag of dirty diapers. I carefully placed it in a plastic tub in my garage, hoping that my wife would be okay with a small stash of potentially illegal narcotics in our house.
After a quick Google search, I found that anyone can order drug testing kits online, the same ones that are used by some law enforcement agencies. I ordered three tests from a medical supply company—one for Heroin/Morphine, one for Meth/Ecstasy, and one for Cocaine/Crack—and paid for overnight shipping. I also purchased a white lab coat from Amazon for good measure!
The next day I skipped work a bit early and headed to my garage, eager to learn if I had been driving this car around all week with cocaine as my cargo. And I figured, I need to document this craziness. Below is the video of my experience.
Now I suppose I need to figure out what to do with it. The bag in question is still sitting in my garage. My wife is not pleased. Do I just throw it away? Call the police? Give it to a junkie? Spike my coffee?
And what do I do with my Chrysler? Is there more coke stashed under the carpet? I feel like I need to search this car with a fine-toothed comb. Lastly, as this car did not come with keys, I still haven’t been able to get the trunk open. Going to call a locksmith tomorrow—crossing my fingers we don’t discover a body in there!
Have you ever purchased a car, or anything else that came with “extras”?