Back in the 80s it was not all that uncommon for bails of pot to wash up on the beach here (opposite end of the state than this story)
It was affectionately known as “seabo”
If you were johnny on the spot you could knick some of it before the authorities found out.
That’s what I heard anyway. 😏
Or Square Grouper - which just happens to be the name of a long-standing restaurant in the Lower Florida Keys.