Busted

There is this guy that lives in town and he worked at his factory on the hill making cabinets, we all called him the factory man. We would see him in the window every once and a while, but never really out side, so we never really know him. We all said the he sold guns and drugs to the terrorists ( jokingly, of course). His factory was really ratty, it was a old brick building with most of the windows covered in plywood. His phone number was spray painted on the wall. We had friends that lived across the street from him and we were there a lot. So we would see people coming and going, we always said that he put his guns in the cabinets and they shipped them for him ( again, jokingly) Well, the factory man was busted for drugs two days ago. They would have never know but his power bill was really high so they started to wonder about him. He was growing marawana and it was the heat lamps that was upping his bill. He had 3 million dollars worth of drugs and guns in his factory. No joke! We are all very pleased about this. They brought a helicopter and everything in to take him down.