“In Fairfax Virginia there’s a ‘trash boiler’. Obviously powered by all the trash in the neighborhood. Every once in a while the FBI brings all the confiscated drugs and drug related equipment to burn it.
The FBI comes in a long convoy of big black SUV’s and all the employees of the trash boiler have to go immediately into the lunchroom. Attendance is taken and double checked. Until all the drugs are burnt nobody leaves that room. Nobody.
Once one of the local zoos had a hippo that had died of old age so they wanted to dispose of it’s carcass in the Fairfax boiler. The hippo’s body was so big that it got stuck in the loading hopper. So some poor Boilermaker had to climb inside that loading hopper, stand on what’s left of the hippo, and with a chainsaw cut pieces off that hippo’s body so it would slide into the boiler.”
Rick Ranson 