One of my neighbors, a shriveled-up old-timer here since our subdivision was a farm, looks to be into farming again, sort of. He's growing poppies! Not a bad second career I guess, depending on the current state of the Opium/Morphine/Codeine black market.
If he drives up in a Lambo one day soon and a hot 20-year-old girlfriend spills out of it, we'll know for sure.
2 comments:
Huh? What? Poppies? I got stuck at "shriveled up old timer."
Boy, you sure know how to flatter, don't you? :-)
Dave, to paraphrase Freud, sometimes a poppy is just a flower.
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