Mr T’s Liquor Store

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Walked around MemphisTown for a good part of the day and then I had to drive to Jonesboro, Arkansas this fine hot Sunday. Temperatures were in the high nineties and I worked up a thirst that some friggin’ slushee wasn’t going to satisfy. When I arrived, I found out that Jonesboro is practically a dry town. On top of that, I found out that it is illegal to sell beer in Arkansas on Sunday.
Well, F. k that S.T. I have a thirst for the hops and I’m gonna figure out how to get it, even if it means going back to Memphis. Looking at the map, I see Cardwell, Missouri is only twenty five miles away. I figure some some opportunistic entrepeneur will take adavantage of this and set up a money machine on the Missouri-​Arkansas border.
God Bless America! Right on the Missouri side of the bridge separating two states was a big old warehouse selling hootch. Mr T’s Riverside Liquor store. The parking lot was crowded so there was a thirsty customer base there. Beer, Liquor and Junk Food, it’s all there.
Inside, there was people from all walks of life, from functional millionaire alcholics in three piece suits to raggity ass wino’s. All bound together in harmony through the mutual need and love of alcohol. It was quite a treat watching people walking out the door clutching their precious packages of booze.
I got my six pack of beer and went back to Jonesboro a happy camper. Arkansas blue laws, I spit on your grave.