you’re not a drug dealer

I was coming home after picking up Valerie around…5:30pm today and we see this tall black dude in a red shirt with a huge medallion around his neck. He’s just standing there, making eye contact with each car that comes by. We’re also on the other side of the tracks on Southern so you can only take one guess why he’s just standing there.

Roughly 3 hours, this is after dark by the way, we’re driving back from Wendys and the same guy is standing in the same spot, but now he’s got this huge german shepard with him. I almost wanted to pull up, Hot 107.1 blaring on the speakers and ask him for a dime bag just out of curiousity to find out what he’s selling.

Probably would have been idea.