kaiser715
Doing hard time
- Joined
- Jun 1, 2006
- Location
- 7, Pocket, NC
So....it's almost 3am, I'm headed to bed, but have to take Blaze for a walk. As soon as I go out the door, I hear a dog barking down the street. Doesn't sound like a familiar neighborhood dog, though. We walk that way....down the street, and around the corner to a cul-de-sac.
And there sits, on his front porch, this guy...maybe 30-35 years old...barking.
I think, maybe, drugs are bad.
And there sits, on his front porch, this guy...maybe 30-35 years old...barking.
I think, maybe, drugs are bad.

