“All kinds of illegal” is a great phrase.

This article reminded me of it.

It also reminded of one time when the police came to search my uncle’s house. This was the same uncle who liked to keep ammunition in the drinking cups in the kitchen cabinets.

So I asked him, “Uncle Wayne, why’re the police searching your house?”

His reply: “Well, could be any number of reasons.”

Ah, North Florida. There is nowhere else like it. For which we should all be thankful.