Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Number Eight

Once, while living alone in the mountains in a cabin with no running water and with no electricity, I was investigated by a private detective. The next weekend, authorities discovered 8 thousand pounds of marijuana growing on a nearby ridge. They did not catch me doing bootleg runs of white lightning from North Carolina into Virginia. They did catch the fellows holding illegal cock fights nearby.

2 comments:

Eric said...

Did they not catch you because you were too clever, or did they not catch you because you weren't really doing it?

;)

Dennis R. Plummer said...

I was simply with a clever driver who allowed me to tag along and help.