We'll just call him M.C. I don't remember where I met him but his story was quite fascinating.
He sez he was living in a eucalyptus tree down California way. Working just enough jobs to keep him in weed and some chow now and then. Let'n the world go by.
Anyway, one day as he was smok'n his dope, he heard a chain saw nearby. So climbing down from his castle he found a man cutt'n a dead tree. Upon asking how much he got to cut that tree, the man said 350 dollars. Well, thought M.C., I could do this.
M.C. started a real business. He had some cards printed out with a friend's phone number and got...
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