Tales of Collegiate Greatness

When I first heard this story, I thought it was a myth. A fable passed down from generation to generation. Pure Urban Legend. But no, this was actually enacted by a friend of a friend. Not a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend, but just a friend of a friend who my friend had seen with his own eyes. May this serve as inspiration to us all:

Once upon a time, a college student at a local institution was making a killing dealing ketamine. While it was great that he could make so much money off the drug, it wasn't so great that his own substance abuse rendered him incredibly paranoid. One day, convinced that the Man was out to get him, and that he could face the severe legal consequences of his actions, he quickly buried his entire stash of drugs somewhere in the woods on college grounds.

Buried it, but forgot where.

This was only 2-3 years ago. Though the student has since either been expelled from the campus, or taken a trip WOOFing in Northern Europe (He actually stowed away to get there, something about not owning a passport because it conflicted with his anarcho-capitalist ways) the stash remains.

So in short, yes friends, somewhere in the woods of That College, is buried eighty-thousand dollars worth of Special K. Nope, that's no mistake. 80K of Special K.

Screw Easter Eggs, and Happy Hunting.