Gemeralds for sale

Finally.

Finally, the government is going to sell me my drug dealer’s jewelry. The entire country was just dying to know what happened to the Taz charm necklace that swung so daintily from the neck of my sweet, sweet incarcerated weed-guy. Bejewel me, motherfuckers.

Proceeds go directly to the guy that will later bust you and all of your friends.

What do you think?