A friend sent me this story this morning. It's hysterical!!

When southern Florida resident Nathan
Radlich's house was burglarized recently, thieves ignored his wide
screen plasma TV, his VCR, and even left his Rolex watch. What they did
take, however, was 'a generic white cardboard box filled with a
grayish-white powder.' (That's at least the way the police report
described it.)

A spokesman for the Fort Lauderdale police said, 'that it looked
similar to high grade cocaine and they'd probably thought they'd hit the
big time.' Later, Nathan stood in front of the numerous TV cameras and
pleaded with the burglars: 'Please return the cremated remains of my
sister, Gertrude. She died three years ago.'

The next morning, the bullet-riddled corpse of a local drug dealer
known as Hoochie Pevens was found on Nathan's doorstep. The cardboard
box was there too; about half of Gertrude' s ashes remained. Scotch
taped to the box was this note which said: 'Hoochie sold us the bogus
blow, so we wasted Hoochie. Sorry we snorted your sister. No hard
feelings. Have a nice day.'

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