Now older readers are well aware of the police scrutiny in town. Not far from where I live the local police busted a crack ring. Now the locals are having all kinds of fun saying that there was no crack house in town until the NYC boy arrived. I am certain that the customers must have all been NYC types all three of us.
The part that annoys me the most is the sheer stupidity of this crew. What type of Morons burry money in their back yards anyway. Don't these amatuers know how to launder money. I could see a reality show NYC gangsta educates wannabe hoodlums. Well you need the accent deese , dem, dose and the mannerisms stop squezing my grapefruits.
The locals employed a drug cow instead of a drug mule. One of the members of the gang was a huge woman. On my first night in town she started to flirt with me and I made a much remember statement. " Well there is a time and place for cheap alcohol. Do you have anything with a halucinagen." People still joke about that line months later. I do not know what those hoodlums were thinking except if I am a cop I refuse to search that woman. Perhaps the dairy indudtry is so dominant in this state so a cow would draw less attention then a mule.
The locals are still a bit touchy about a minor joke I made. If disaster strikes this town everyone grab your guns and guard the key asset in this town the beverage mart. Half these people would be divorced if they ever sobered up.