Friday, April 12, 2013

Tales From North Platte

I remember this man.  The one who within twenty four hours of being paroled from the NE state pen stole a case of Budweiser by simply grabbing it out of the cooler and walking out of the Kwik Stop front door.  He proceeded to drink the first half twelve in the space of an hour.  Then he went uninvited to the apartment of a single mother he was attracted to.  She humored him, allowing him to stay and drink on her porch and not seeming to be either frightened or offended by his presence, but she didn't let him in.  Still he did get away with his entire debauch; partially at least.  I'm sure he got busted for violating his parole somehow at some point; but he fucking got away with this. 

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