By patronizing a known criminal activity.
Yesterday I saw a little kid's lemonade stand so of course I pulled over as I always do and had a lemonade. The little girl running it was the cutest thing. She said she was seven and when I asked her about school she said she didn't go to school which led me to believe she is being home schooled which is probably a good thing these days in my opinon.
A buck got me a couple of home made chocolate chip cookies and a cup of lemonade which in this day and age sounds reasonable. The little criminal said she made them herself.
I was impressed. She told me the only thing her mother (and unindicted co-conspirator) did was put the sheets of cookie dough in the oven for her so she wouldn't get burned.
If you are a regular here you will know that lemonade stands are a de-facto criminal activity because they are unlicensed, uninspected and don't pay taxes. By patronizing one I proudly become a criminal, also.
I have pointed out this to a few police officers that they are knowingly supporting a criminal enterprise and the guilty (most of them) give me an embarrassed smirk in return.
In addition to getting a couple of halfway decent cookies and a delicious cup of lemonade, I got the satisfaction of helping a small child get involved in criminal activity.
Hopefully she'll grow up into one of those outlaws that threw the tea into Boston Harbor.
As a grouchy old man, nothing gives me more satisfaction than helping a small child embark on a life of crime.
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