New Jersey Police Arrest Mary Pot-tins
By Wyatt Earp | March 11, 2010
A New Jersey police officer has been given credit with uncovering the largest marijuana operation in the state’s history. Actually, most of the credit should be given to the officer’s nose. He smelled the burning weed while patrolling the neighborhood, and when you read how these morons were burning it, you’re head will probably explode.
A patrol cop with a sensitive schnoz was credited today with uprooting what authorities say is the biggest marijuana-growing operation in New Jersey’s history. Police last month raided six homes – several of them $1 million McMansions – and seized more than $10 million worth of cannabis growing inside under artificial lights, authorities announced today.
The bust might not have happened if Officer Thomas Lucasiewicz had been suffering from a head cold. The Monroe Township cop was on patrol Feb. 12 when he smelled burning marijuana in an upscale Middlesex County community.
“But with his bloodhound senses, he realized it was much stronger than he first thought,” Jones said. “He followed his nose. Then he saw smoke rising from a chimney.”
Overpowered by the scent, Lucasiewicz called his squad. When backup arrived, Lucasiewicz knocked on the door of the single-story ranch house. They were greeted by a surprised man, “the gardener, essentially, who was burning some of the unusable parts of the plants in the fireplace,” Jones said. Inside the rented home, investigators found 1,064 plants in four cultivation areas set up in the basement and the master bedroom. In the garage they found 50 pounds of packaged pot. Along with a vast array of indoor cultivation equipment, police seized 3,370 growing plants, 115 pounds of harvested marijuana and $65,000 cash from the four homes.
All because some jackass gardener burned the weed instead of finding a better means of disposal. Idiot.
Topics: The Job | 13 Comments »






You just can’t get good help nowadays…..
Bright lights and an obvious dim bulb.
Mrs. Crankipants – The honorable chimney sweeping profession just took a serious hit.
MeToo – Couldn’t light up a refrigerator.
Things like this are caused by the brain drain that resulted from the mass migration of highly skilled criminals from the drug business to the growing identity-theft/fraud industry. The illicit drug business is left hiring the dregs of the underworld, leaving the US unable to compete in a global (underground) economy. In the near future, I expect to see thousands of illegal drug production and distribution jobs outsourced to third world countries.
Potheads aren’t exactly the smartest folks. It is not hard to believe that they don’t do a good job of laying down pot growing/cultivation ground rules for the help.
Imagine the dent in the junk food market this minor distribution snafu will create.
Jason
Sounds like a screenplay for the Showtime series “Weeds”!!
Can you get a warrant for “I smell something”?
Or did the idiot invite them in?
Amateurs!
Wonder if the neighbors were happy, giggly, and wanting Doritos all of the time.
This is happening all over Kalifonia, and it always comes back to Asian gangs. Buying up homes in foreclosure neighborhoods is their modus operandi of choice. The Mexican druggies prefer the backwoods of our state and national parks. Oh, and we have lots of home invasions by asians and mexicans, too. According to LEA insiders, they all involve Mary Jane somehow.
Gives a new meaning to High Society
John D – Hello, I am Habib. How can I fill your weed need?
Jason – Lousy munchies!
Danny – It appears that he invited the officer in. Smart move, jerkass!
Mark – No one would ever do something that dumb in AZ.
RT – Dave’s not here, man.
Mike47 – It’s like the 60′s all over again.
Rick – Very high.
Actually–aside from the smell, it’s not a bad idea, as marijuana burns hotter than wood. Pot smoke is more damaging to lungs because of that property. Crack burns (Vaporizes) actually at even higher temperatures. You’ll get more heat out of a pot fire than plain hardwood.
Bill – I did not know that. You learn something new here at SYLG every day.