We're about 37 days out from moving back to Arkansas, and not a minute too soon. One of our friends who watches our place found a black suitcase hidden under one of our trees next to the road. Turns out it was a portable meth lab kit. Fuckers.
The cops were called and their hazmat guy took it away, but we need to get home soon before the tweakers decide my living room is a great place to set up a factory.
God damn to hell whomever invented meth.