My Home Town
On occasion, the city you grow up in, makes the news. Mine just did, and I thought I would share the newsworthy link with all of you, and tell the story.
A first grader found a bunch of baggies of Crack in their backpack, and handed them out to classmates at school. Their parent/guardian told them it was "candy" when they saw it around the house. So, they were handing out candy to all their little classmates. Ain't that sweet?
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A first grader found a bunch of baggies of Crack in their backpack, and handed them out to classmates at school. Their parent/guardian told them it was "candy" when they saw it around the house. So, they were handing out candy to all their little classmates. Ain't that sweet?
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2 Comments:
holy crap! that's a wild one... you must be so proud to know that's going on where you grew up, man i wish someone had given me more crack as a child...
mmmmm... free crack givaway.
Not much of a surprise. A few of my friends in high school learned how to cut up crack during their shop class. Fun things have always happened.
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