Hunky Z. dropped by today to help me do some repairs around the house. I have the week off work but I would spend the week in the pub without a little help. Hunky is one of those guys you see advertizing their handiness in the local newspaper. His motto is "The Right Man For Z Job!"
"Good of you to hire me for the week, Beer," Hunky said when we were taking our first beer break of the young day. "As you know, I spend most of my time setting up grows. It's good money but the sort of company I have been keeping lately makes me a little nervous. That's the way it is with good money: there is always a price to pay."
Official estimates vary as much as opinions about Belinda Stronach but it is generally conceded that British Columbia's dope business, The Business, is worth over 4 billion dollars a year. 10 billion dollars a year is probably more like it. Hunky's share of it is paying for a house big enough to need an alarm, three pit bulls and "Some shit you do not want to know about."
I like to think I can work some but Hunky can outwork me anytime. Same goes with when we are climbing mountains. I can climb all day but Hunky can climb faster and longer than me with a smoke hanging off his lip all day.
"You could climb like me too, Beer," Hunky likes to tell me as I catch up to him on a trail, "If only you cut your beer drinking down to a case a day. Or maybe you could try drinking some light beer?"
"Fuck the light beer Hunky! Maybe you should try smoking some light dope, eh?"
"Good of you to hire me for the week, Beer," Hunky said when we were taking our first beer break of the young day. "As you know, I spend most of my time setting up grows. It's good money but the sort of company I have been keeping lately makes me a little nervous. That's the way it is with good money: there is always a price to pay."
Official estimates vary as much as opinions about Belinda Stronach but it is generally conceded that British Columbia's dope business, The Business, is worth over 4 billion dollars a year. 10 billion dollars a year is probably more like it. Hunky's share of it is paying for a house big enough to need an alarm, three pit bulls and "Some shit you do not want to know about."
I like to think I can work some but Hunky can outwork me anytime. Same goes with when we are climbing mountains. I can climb all day but Hunky can climb faster and longer than me with a smoke hanging off his lip all day.
"You could climb like me too, Beer," Hunky likes to tell me as I catch up to him on a trail, "If only you cut your beer drinking down to a case a day. Or maybe you could try drinking some light beer?"
"Fuck the light beer Hunky! Maybe you should try smoking some light dope, eh?"
1 comment:
"a house big enough to need an alarm"
That's one of the best descriptions for a large house I've ever read.
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I hope you're well! :)
I'm reading...catching up.
Happy Monday!
~ Ash
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