My brother Nathan has recently re-acquired his love of pokemon cards, and is obsessed with buying and trading. For nearly an hour, I listened to him animatedly talk about "purchasing the product" and then "re-selling the product to other dealers". He even has a buyer who regularly meets him in the parking lot of Target for a transactional meeting of "the product". (Nathan's words, not mine).
- Mind you, he's in his thirties and should know better -
Of course, at the same time while Nathan was happily nattering on in the front seat about all things Pokemon, my dearest Mum was sitting in the back seat trying to figure out how she could get her hands on some Water Lettuce while we were Georgia, because evidently Water Lettuce is illegal in South Carolina.
My brother is meeting strangers in parking lots to offload "Product" and my mother wants illegal "lettuce."
- There can be no doubt that they are genetically related.
- And that I should start saving bail money.
