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Man butt dials 911 during alleged drug deal

Police allegedly listen in to a drug deal as a Pennsylvania man somehow manages to allow them to butt in on the proceedings.

Please think about where you put it during a drug deal.

Sometimes life does not want to bring you luck.

And sometimes it delivers a perverse sort of justice, one that makes you question just who or what is in control of this world.

Such sentiments might have entered the thought systems of Justin Kryzanowski, a 24-year-old man from Pennsylvania, who is said to have patched in an accidental guest to an alleged drug deal.

With perhaps the wrong twitch of a cheek or the inadvertent pressure of a jean seam, his cell phone allegedly and independently dialed 911, and police say they listened in to the whole thing.

According the the Scranton Times-Tribune, the police not only lent an ear to some interesting purchases but then traced the cell phone back to Kryzanowski's home.

There, they claim to have found all sorts of drug-related substances and tools that lent substance to their accusations. They also allegedly found Kyrzanowski unable to articulate words as clearly as he might, after his alleged purchase.

He has been charged with possession of a controlled substance and drug paraphernalia, as well as possessing prohibited weapons.

The curse of the cell phone is one that has not yet been sufficiently documented.

Cell phones sometimes turn themselves on at the worst possible times, such as weddings, funerals, and drug deals. They are often enablers of overly hasty texting that can destroy the best of friendships and even marriages.

They record one's sometimes ill-judged communication for others to pry and criticize. They even make us believe that Wi-Fied face time is as good as the real thing.

There is something infinitely sad that, too often, we allow machines -- not people -- to be the ones that betray us or portray us as other than who we really are.