Yesterday, this thread on Reddit blew up. A Redditor said “I found a kilo of cocaine while surfing…” and all hell broke loose in the comments, especially when you read the story about the pic, which happened in 2013:
Maybe I should elaborate:
This happened in 2013 my freshman year of college when a group of friends and myself decided to go surfing. As we were heading out a friend came across a black saran wrapped square of substance. They figured it was trash, but I knew due to the fact that my father is a federal agent for ATF that this was most likely something more.
We unwrapped the black saran wrap to find this white material, that smelled like ether, and had a “Lexus” symbol on it. (The drug cartels use these symbols to organize batches / trace origins.) The guys I was with were absolutely clueless what to do, and thought the best Idea would be to bury it for now, go surf, and deal with it after… I explained to them that we needed to take it to the police right this second.
Once I convinced them this was cocaine we went back to the car, and I called my father to find out what we should do. (we got it to the car by sticking it in one of the guys swim trucks…) He then called the local police station who was alerted that a group of surfers were driving to them with a kilo.
We dropped off the cocaine to the police who ignorantly responded: “Wow I’ve never seen one of these before. I bet you could of sold this for like $100,000.” (going rate for a kilo in FL is more like $25,000) Then we asked if we were going to receive a reward? He told us we could call crime stoppers but we probably wouldn’t get a reward. He said “I bet our chief will take you to McDonalds if you want?”
When we were leaving I asked if he would take a photo of us with it which he did, and these photos, and the look on peoples face when we tell them we found a kilo of cocaine are about the only reward we received so far.
What a let down of a story. You were hoping this ended in a party in the champagne room of a South Beach club with expensive hookers and South American billionaires too? Or at least with some Point Break-esque shenanigans?
Isn’t this EXACTLY how the plot of “No Country For Old Men” started? Pretty fucking ballsy to put a pic of the square grouper you stumbled upon on the biggest site on the Internet since that kilo of Bolivian Marching Powder once belonged to someone before you put it in the hands of the police. According to the user, they passed on the McDonalds from the cops. But they got the pic so the memories of feeling like George Jung for a second could last a lifetime.