Wrong Guy, Guy

Wrong Guy, Guy

A pistol pressed against his skull
The policeman put him on his knees
"What's in the suitcase?" The policeman asked
Referring to the suitcase full of anchovies
nothing but samples for a trade show
Sam Adams lied.
the police opened it up and found ten kilos of hidden cocaine
the policeman took it as illegal evidence and let Sam Go.
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