me i see is a certian way... ok so it dosent really say he was selling to kids thats ok.. yet it dosent say he wasnt selling to kids either. a child innocence is the most important thing in the world in my eyes. he was near a school. word gets around. who knows. he sells drugs .. no pot .. pot is stupid yet the least dangerous of it all still its bad.
my whole point is this. he sold near a school.. yeah put him in a hole. weither he sold to kids or not. its his on stupidity that he set up shop there in the frist place.
and unfortunatly i louisiana im friends with law enforcement here several work with us off duty on concrete. they had a huge drud bust at the apt yesterday.. the peice of shits got hauled off.. wanna know what. they went to school with me. they had ever oppurtunity to better thier lives had every thing handed to them. what did they do.. piss on it live in a complex designed for low income families and yet here they are. Sitting there, day after day drawing off the working class while they get thier "income" selling dime bags to everyone around here.
personally ive kicked the shit otta three of them for comeing up to me or my friends and asking if we want anything. humph
using money to better thier lives..
on a more or less non partial way to look at it..
you make 5 bucks minium wage (most jobs you start out like this) or sell drugs and make 500 to 2k a week. most will take the drugs cuz its fast money. that are put into this situation.
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