Fuck you, Maryland...
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- Greedo0
I went to high school in Charles County. When we moved there, it was just turning from tobacco country to Washington bedroom communities; they were turning fields into subdivisions pretty much overnight.
The major underage teen activity back then was hanging out in the Burger King parking lot, with your car doors open, blasting music; hoping that someone's older brother or sister would buy you some beers so you could go to the woods or to one of the man-made lakes in the subdivisions to get drunk.
Friend of mine worked at a tire place in Waldorf on the weekends. Guy he worked with, a true maryland redneck, was inflating a tire on a van when the thing blew up in his face. Faulty rim, had a crack in it. Tore his face apart, needed 70-some stitches to put it back together again and he lost an eye. He ended up suing the rim company, settled out of court and got a pretty large sum of money, not sure how much, but it was rumored to be $2-3 million.
I moved away to college soon after, but as far as i know, the only thing he changed was that he bought a yellow lamborghini diablo to hang out at the burger king parking lot with; still lived with his mom, still had the non-ironic mullet, still wore iron maiden t-shirts with the sleeves cut off. That, and the eye patch.- and he kept his job at the tire place.Greedo
- And the hook-hand. And the corsair for doubloon huntinglocustsloth
- true story. except the hook hand.Greedo