Back in the early 80’s my buddy picked up a hitchhiker in Peterborough on his way to Toronto. All along the drive the hitchhiker kept asking my buddy if wanted to buy some weed. My buddy kept telling him that he was broke. The guy offered to sell him an ounce, half an ounce, quarter ounce, etc.. My buddy dropped him off at his exit and continued on home. When he parked the car he looked over and saw the guy forgot the ounce bag on the seat!!! Finders keepers.