“I lived in a bordering county for a few years. When I was 17 I went to an older guy in his twenties to buy some pot, he took me way out in the country to his brothers house, when we arrived his brother said he had a delivery coming. Soon a sheriffs car pulled in the driveway with the delivery, in uniform. If that wasn’t scary enough, the cop said he found another dead **racial slur** in the woods. He said he left him there, “no one’s reported missing so I’m not messing with that”. Everyone laughed. That was 1979. We moved out of GA soon after, thank god.”
Everybodhi via Apple Podcasts ·
United States of America ·
01/14/23