re: Any of you have stories about meeting drug smugglers, cartel members, etc

I’m assuming they didn’t have the MS13 or devil horn tats all over their face though?

The rumor in college (Lafayette) was that you could go down and unload shrimp boats in the marsh in the middle of the night and get $1,000 a shift. But if you got caught you went to pound-you-in-the-arse prison with everyone else.

In the mid 1980's we had a neighbor who lived across the river from us. He had this huge house on several hundreds of acres. As kids we would sneak onto his place and fish and hunt. Rumor was he flew coke into his private airfield and had a vault beneath his barn. We would see him everyday jogging along the road with several german shepards keeping pace and a car following not far behind.

Then one day his place gets raided. FBA, ATF, DEA, and local PD. I remember watching his plane take off when just before the raid. The next day an agent stopped by our house and asks my dad if he could speak with me. I was about 10 at the time. The agent pulls out multiple photos of my friends and I hunting, fishing, swimming on this guys property. Turns out his security was watching us the entire time. It was creepy as hell.

His property was taken over by the state and eventually auctioned off. No one ever found the owner once his plane took off. I still remember his name and last I heard he was suspected to have settled in Columbia. He was a good neighbor as far as I remember.

A good friend of mine is in the Bizz

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Any of you have stories about meeting drug smugglers, cartel members, etc

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I helped smuggle Barry Seal out of Baton Rouge after he faked his death, does that count?

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So the feds were in on the smuggling?

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No. They were busting the local LEOs for shaking down smugglers, I think. I don't know the whole situation.

It's a believable story because that area is used to be a major interest in carbonate sedimentology.

Honest truth. One weekend while I was stationed at Ft. Sam, three of us drove to Colorado (non stop) and bought six cases of Coors beer, then drove straight back (non stop) to the base with them hidden in the trunk.

Our friends in the barracks helped us destroy the evidence over the next week.

A couple of weeks later, we were asked to do it again and said no.

I am not claiming our adventure was the basis for Smokey and the Bandit, but we passed by several State Troopers during the drive so we were so close.

Me and some friends were in New York back in November 2008. We were walking back to my friends apartment at like 2am and we cut through this super sketchy alley. Typical Batman, Gotham city lookin alley.

Anyway, we got by some apartments and this Porsche Cayenne pulls up and parks like 10 ft from where we are walking. This jacked black dude with dreads gets out, puts on this crazy airbrushed lookin bulletproof vest, pulls a pistol with a suppressor out of the car, shuts the door and runs into this apartment building holding this gun up. We all took off running.


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