Cops Find 100 Pounds of Pot in Casket

Just thought this was funny....would have been more clever to put an actual dead body in there...amateurs! :)

"A casket minus a cadaver yielded nearly 100 pounds of marijuana after a traffic stop in Dallas.

William Dale Crock of Cave City, Ark., was in jail Friday on a marijuana possession charge, plus traffic and seat belt violations.

Dallas police say Crock was arrested Wednesday when bundles of marijuana were discovered under the casket's cover and pillow.

Sr. Cpl. Kevin Janse said the van turned up during surveillance on a suspected drug house. Police stopped the van in Mesquite after noticing Crock not wearing a seat belt. Officers also said he allegedly ran a red light and made an improper lane change.

A drug-sniffing dog alerted officers to the casket in the van.

The online records of the Lew Sterrett Justice Center had no listing for an attorney for Crock."

Third Eye Blind Day...in honor of last night!

1. Slow Motion



Ms. jones taught me english, but I think I just shot her son
Cause he owed me money, with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now hes bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didnt mean it
But man you shoulda seen it
His flesh explode

Slow motion
See me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion
See me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion
See me let go

Now the cops will get me
But girl, if you would let me
Ill take your pants off
I gotta a little bit of blow
We could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke Id cut with draino
And her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red

Slow motion
See me let go
Well remember these days
Slow motion
See me let go
Urban life decays
Slow motion
See me let go

And at home
My sisters eating paint chips again
Maybe thats why shes insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my vains
And wouldnt you
See my neighbors beating his wife
Because he hates his life
Theres an arc to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing

And death slides close to me
Wont grow old to be
A junkie whine-o creep

Hollywood glamourized my wrath
Im the young urban psyco path
I encite murder for your entertainment
Cause I needed the money
Whats your excuse?
The jokes on you

Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oh yeah
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Ahhhh
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oooh

2. I Want You Back (Jackson 5 Cover!!!!!!)



3. God Of Wine



4. Motorcycle Drive By



5. Company



Start your engines

Can we get the chemicals in
Cause anything's better than this
Mix it up with vicadin
Cause anything's better than this
Little cuts on your wrist,
To try and get back the feeling
And no real friendships exists
That would be an understatement

Tell me the reason
(cannot show up)
Friends you knew before
(hello, how have you been?)
This is your season
(oh I give up)
Just show up
(I can't knock on your door)

Cause I keep bad company
I'm trouble
So go on stay away from me
I play the villain
You don't know where we've been

Lining em up again
Start your engines

Can we get the chemicals in
Old english is making me manic
I go to SuicideGirls again
To check on anything I missed
The stitches don't even begin
To even stop up the bleeding
Can we get the chemicals in
Cause anything's better than this

The city is dying
(at least to me)
The city is dead now
(my kingdom for a friend)
Are you even trying
(to find some peace)
Don't need a reason
(I get some living in)

Cause I keep bad company
I'm in trouble
Last chance stay away from me
I play the villain
You don't know where we've been

Lining em up again
Keep saying this will end

I keep bad company
I'm in trouble
Keep saying this will end
Lining em up again
You know I'll never change

Lining em up again
Start your engines