The Bust and the Bust Up
I did my best to casually drop the small nub of smouldering evidence through my fingers and then scrunch it into non-existence with my foot. Unfortunately, the angry Thai police officer was far too serious to even contemplate finishing such a move. I felt my leg tremble and my ego collapse simultaneously. With one hand moving towards his holstered revolver, he pointed to the still smoking spliff on the ground. Then he hissed louder than I think I’ve ever heard someone hiss. It was well and truly 'game over'.
I stood there rigid. Every project, homework, and clean up your room excuse flew through my mind to get out of this. Nothing came close. The thought of making a run for it was nowhere to be found. The Thai police officer might have had a potbelly, but he also
