


And the cops who raided this giant joint (pun intended) were certainly in for a good time: The grass fumes in the home were reportedly so strong, the raiding cops nearly got stoned just from entering this hive! One cop said: "You almost got a contact high by just going into the house. It was like a heavy, earthy pot smell."
This "virtual tropical island" that New York's Finest entered also shocked them for other reasons: They recovered a whopping 375 wacky tobaccy plants, plus 60 pounds of harvested Tree, plus a whole lotta loot from a hidden safe.
Cops were also startled but yet impressed by the sheer sophistication of this alleged combustible herbage-cultivating threesome, whose operation allegedly involved a high-tech "growhouse, including irrigation tubes, halogen lamps and a ventilation system."
To boot: The three alleged roach relatives reportedly housed a virtual library of ganja-growing "literature," not to mention a police scanner to monitor any fuzz transmissions aimed at putting a "kill" on their mighty mez-lovin' chronic!
And this alleged Doobie Dad, Brother & Son were reportedly raking in quite the cash cow for their alleged sticky icky icky operation: To the tune of at least $150,000 a month! Not bad for a few seeds and a big bunch of hog leg!
But this alleged reefer-raising group of three must have lived a rather solitary existence in their little crippy crib: Not much room for the ladies in this reported hydro home given that every available inch of square footage was allegedly devoted to a different kind of mistress – Mary Jane, that is. Says the District Attorney: "You couldn't fit anybody else in the place. They were living in a pot jungle."
Now, these alleged la la, limbo-likin' lords of the paca lolo may have to do their spliff sensation in a different kind of "joint" known as the Empire State Ice House. Much like a skater of schwag, things suck worse for this alleged indo-indoctrinated crew of onion lovers than a midget on skid row lurking about for his next visit from Mr. J and Reggie.
Put another way, this alleged tical-loving threesome faces takin' their kind bud treats through a row of bars, as the cops have slapped them with a "slew of drug charges" – not a nib, mind you.
But it gets even worse for these alleged dank dorks: It's also alleged that in order to hide all of the electricity necessary to power their hooter heaven, they heimed up a bypass of the Electric Company's meter – and in the process swiped some $150,000 of free electricity in order to prop up their little Jay walk.
That little alleged shake skrill of a shortcut has these three alleged nugget dubbing motas contending with an additional fatty charge of grand larceny, which holds in store a promise of at least an additional 420 days in the freezer. One toke over the line, sweet Jesus!
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