Oh, That’s Why They Call It Dope!

Let’s just say you’re a budding young entrepeneur, cultivating a growing clientele in the field of recreational pharmacology. And you have managed to get your foot in the door at a local sandwich franchise, with a dedicated clientele. But that foot in the door gets pushed out one day, when your dedicated (but not too loyal) clientele takes your merchandise, then slams the door and refuses to pay for your merchandise. So, what do you do?

Well, if you’re more concerned with settling scores and establishing that you don’t tolerate being crossed than in… well, common sense and self-preservation, you tell the cops that those no-good jerks at D’Angelo took your pot without paying you for it.

Especially if you’re 17.

I’ve been to that mall countless times, but I don’t recall ever sampling the wares of that particular establishment. On the other hand, I never asked for my sandwich to come with “the special oregano…”

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