I live in Appalachia. Today I went to dollar general. It smelled of cleaning products and poor white people. I went there with a headache that was exacerbated either by the general dinginess or the florescent lighting.
Dollar general is like a Walmart crammed into the space of a convenient store. The aisles are really only one person wide. I needed Pepsi and nutty buddies.
When I was walking to my car some sketchy looking dude comes up to me offering to direct sell me some moonshine. I asked him if he had any apple pie flavor and he said just straight up lighter fluid flavor. I wasn’t interested.
When I get in the car my sat radio is tuned to channel 45, “shade.” Wouldn’t you know it they are playing “bootie from a distance.” I mean what are the freaking chances. Made me reflect on how all these pickup truck hillbillies ride around listening to hardcore gangster rap instead of country and western.
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