 Anyone here have a drug problem?
If so, then this may sound familiar:
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine
lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he
asked an elderly man (50+) in the store a rhetorical question,
''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?''
He replied, "I had a drug problem when I was young:
I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings
and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the
weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie,
brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, and spoke ill
of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort
in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I
uttered a profanity.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and
cockleburs out of dad's fields.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out
some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or
chop
some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime
as a tip for this kindness, she would have drugged me back to the
woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in
everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or
heroin;
and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be
a better place."
~author unknown~
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1988 Black Watch 30 Express | 
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So I found something else to entertain my self with. Most times rolling hard on X. 
