If you've never lived in a small town you're not missing much.
What particularly sucks is that once you get a bad reputation it stays with you.
For example, some folks up here believe I'm a drug dealer.
In all honesty, I know something about that. I left the life many years ago, but as long as I've resided here I've never been a player in the local scene. The way shit works in a small town is that everyone thinks everyone else is a druggie, the irony is that the bona-fide druggies tend to mind their own business.
Anyway, an unexpected windfall came my way and an itinerant 'head showed up at my door this morning with a cache of locally sourced psychedlics (I've been known to host wayward members of the Rainbow Family).
Now I've got a small satchel of 'shrooms and an interesting collection of peyote buttons. I can't really give this stuff away, the possibility of bringing serious heat down on myself is too scary. So now I'm faced with the dilemma of either throwing it all away or taking a long vacation in middle earth.
What particularly sucks is that once you get a bad reputation it stays with you.
For example, some folks up here believe I'm a drug dealer.
In all honesty, I know something about that. I left the life many years ago, but as long as I've resided here I've never been a player in the local scene. The way shit works in a small town is that everyone thinks everyone else is a druggie, the irony is that the bona-fide druggies tend to mind their own business.
Anyway, an unexpected windfall came my way and an itinerant 'head showed up at my door this morning with a cache of locally sourced psychedlics (I've been known to host wayward members of the Rainbow Family).
Now I've got a small satchel of 'shrooms and an interesting collection of peyote buttons. I can't really give this stuff away, the possibility of bringing serious heat down on myself is too scary. So now I'm faced with the dilemma of either throwing it all away or taking a long vacation in middle earth.