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.


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.