So no shit there I was, on my way to my drop. I had ordered Tuesday and it had shipped Wednesday. Untracked. The anticipation. I was busy Saturday and Sunday so my first time to check had been today. I walked in. It has to be here. It has to be. It's fate. Destiny. To my utter satisfaction there it is. The LSD. Just laying there. Pristine. Crisp. Stealth. A smug grin envelops my mouth. I take the delivery to my car. I get in. I lock my doors. Look at it. So beautiful. But the cops could be here any minute, and I've got to run. I turn the key and - FUCK. The car alarm is blaring. I'm already stoned and what the fuck is going on, this move is totally blowing my position to the Feds. Fuck fuck fuck. Is the battery dead or dying? Wait! I locked the car from the inside. I just need to use the remote to turn it off. Good. It's stopped. I check my mirrors. No darkly tinted cars rolling by. We in the clear. I peal out and start heading home. Cool. Chilling. Everything's good. But someone's tailing me. I start calculating the probabilities of us turning down the same roads so many times when potential destinations are unlimited. Never mind I realized these are all one way streets. Cool. Cops can't bust you on one way streets. It's an old rule nobody who hasn't watched a lot of YouTube doesn't know. Sweet. I get home and open the delivery. It's all here. Now I'm chilling smoking a cigarette. Thanks for the support this community has given me.
Cops can't bust you on a 1-way street?