Posted on August 19, 2012 by Beth Yost
Location: Somewhere between Silverdale and Poulsbo, WA (heading to the Olympic Mountains)
Violation: Vendor boasts “wood” for sale, hoping to light more than one fire. This vendor is more than just a patriot, as indicated by his double-wide’s flashy all-American decor. He’s also a wood hustler — a fire-starting, boner tycoon. What exactly is a fire-starting, boner tycoon? Clearly, one who supplies the masses with wood, any kind of wood; no questions asked.
Need to work up a hearty fire for the wife and kids during your camping excursion? There’s wood galore to keep the family safe and warm. Need to peruse some porn and pick up some sketchy topical cream to increase sensitivity and provide a real, natural sexual experience? Work up your dream wood here.
Clearly, this entrepreneur has the entire wood market cornered, and it lies just on the fringes of the Olympic Mountain range where you and your family camp in fear of only bears (until now). In the middle of nowhere, I have to ask myself, “What keeps him in business?”–selling the wood, or “selling the wood”.
And by the way, this is a photo of my boyfriend purchasing the stuff that burns, not “the stuff that burns”.
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Gina
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