By Gregg WendorfAdvance News JournalThere was a guy recently, who works for a local municipality, who was busted at the U.S. Border Patrol’s Sarita Checkpoint (with drug-sniffing dogs often on the prowl, noses at the ready), with a couple of THC vapes on him and a rolled-up doobie.For whatever reason, the BP agents asked him to drive to the side so they could better inspect (AKA, search) the truck he was driving. I’m guessing at this point, if you’re unlucky enough to be in one of these situations, your stomach suddenly drops and your intestines either constrict or empty, neither ...