Stolen Cocaine?

You know that truth is always funnier than fiction. The following
came to us with the footnote (and, don’t they always) saying “this
is a true story.” You read and decide …

When southern Florida resident Nathan Radlich's house was burgled
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 is 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 some of your sister. No hard feelings. Have a nice day."