Posted on 08/09/2023 9:26:57 AM PDT by V_TWIN
MONROE COUNTY, Fla. – Tampa Mayor Jane Castor made a big catch while fishing the Florida Keys with family.
According to ABC News, Castor helped reel in 70 pounds of cocaine while fishing last month in the Florida Keys.
The drugs had an estimated street value of $1.1 million, according to Chief Patrol Agent Walter Slosar with the U.S. Border Patrol’s Miami sector.
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Someone in the cartel is going to be paying for that one.
There’s probably tons of that crap in the ocean around Florida......that AND Marijuana
I’ll bet she found more than that.
sounds kind of “fishy”
I wonder what area restaurants were offering for “catch of the day” menu boards?
Yep!
Spent 4 years in the CG, 3 of them in Fla and can't tell you how many duffel bags full of coke that we found floating.
The cocaine cowboys are rusty.
The lesbian ex-mayor of Tampa HOOKS 70 pounds of cocaine while fishing off the Florida Keys..........the odds of that happening have GOT to be astronomical.
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Your Honor, my client merely found those drugs.
70 pounds exactly... Or... 70 pounds, take a pound or two or maybe even three.
It belonged to a school of blowfish.
Back in the old days fishermen would occasionally pick up “square grouper’ bales of marijuana. Sometimes they would turn them in. It only took a couple of boat crews getting prosecuted for smuggling drugs before no more got turned in.
So, slip some poison into the catch and release it. The dealers will eventually find it and help remove a lot of undesirables from the population.
No fishing story is any good without details of the lure used...
Yes were is the other 200 lbs of Coke she found?
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