Check pockets before visiting a prisoner.
Backstory
Ahhh, if I were to tell you then I would have to -- nevermind... It was just one of those days. Overworked, underpaid, fighting for the underdogs. Destressing came easier with a few tokes here and there. All was good until I forgot I had a joint in my pocket when visiting a prisoner on Death Row. Fuck me, but oh well, live and learn, yes...? by bohemdeb in Six Words about Work - Lessons on Mar 20, 2012 | 
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