Once, I was a smuggler. And I had to get 20,000 pounds of hashish through the customs. I chose to hide it on me somewhere. But where? "I know!" I said. I'll shove it in my butt. After that I tried to leave the restroom but suddenly the door opened! "HEY! What are you doing?" the Gendarmerie yelled. They searched me. They looked in my pockets, they looked in my shoes. Down my shirt then down my pants. They even looked UNDER my ass, but they never thought to look IN my ass now did they? So they let me go. And then when I got to where the other smugglers were I said "Hooray! I got through!" Then I shoved my hand up my plot... Out it comes, but it's not 20,000 pounds of hashish. I was my liver. Whoops.