Jun 5, 2009
The Daily Poverty Post.
This is not a photo of Bossy transporting liquor across state lines, so quit asking!
But if it were, Bossy would tell you it definitely pays to purchase your alcohol in a neighboring tax-free state. Especially if you’re throwing a potluck party for your neighbors over the weekend, and yes Bossy said potluck, but those neighbors love to bring a bottle of wine only to decide your gin and tonic looks way more refreshing.
–>That sounds like the potluck parties we host as well. The food is always good but the drinks are better.
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So potluck equals liquor. Who brings the food?
I may be moving to that tax free state in the fall and I may or may not be bringing tax free booze to Philly for my friends. What happened? I forgot what we were talking about. : )
mmm… booze.
Unlike a younger self going to the neighboring states because the age limit was lower. No taxes didn’t help if the liquor store wouldn’t sell it to you. Even if you were living on your own.
I’m thirsty already.
Ummm, Bossy? Yes it is! I SEE the liquor.
Im such a rat.
So my grandparents live right near the state line to Delaware and refuse to shop anywhere except Liquor World or Wine World or whatever it’s called about the world of booze. And one time my poppop was on his way back with an unusually large load of booze when he got pulled over by a state trooper. As the trooper approached his car, an old man who had been walking down the street ran up to him and started screaming, “officer, officer there’s just been an accident! just now! right down the road! you gotta get there now!” the officer turns to my poppop and goes, “this is your lucky day” and gets back in his car. Then the old man winks at my poppop, smiles, puts his hands back in his pockets, and continues his afternoon walk. True story.
Bridget, that’s one of the coolest stories ever.
Bossy, this is funny because we were just discussing this fact last night – all the reasons we’ve all transported booze across state lines. My coworker here did it because he lived in Utah… another for the reason you just said, and I because I lived in a state that believes it’s wrong to sell on Sundays. Luckily, we had a state with no such convictions a mere 45 minutes away.
Why is the theme song to The Dukes of Hazzard now running through my head?
“…just a good ole Bossy. Never mean any harm…”
The nearest tax-free state, Oregon, is a three hour drive. All of my savings would be eaten up in gasoline and wear-and-tear on the car. Unless, of course, I bought a buh-HUTTLOAD of booze, which come to think of it sounds sort of appealing.
Stupid Oregon, so far away.
I really think this is why NH was invented. And illegal? Really? Then why is that store right on the state line, I ask??!!
Hey bridget…great story!
The same thing happens to us when we go to potlucks. I’ll bring my own beer but somehow, some kinda way, the host’s beer always tastes better and colder and more refreshing.
I’m just glad to see everything is is NEW LIGHTWEIGHT bottles! They save your shocks when headed over the state lines.
Ok – next time we cross state lines and drive 10 minutes, I will always think of Bossy and Bridget!
Has Bossy been driving to Oregon for booze again?
To quote a friend, SISTER MERCY what damage can one person do with that much booze. Ask me, I’ll tell you…but wait until a few hours from now when the world stops spinning.
AG goes to that liquor store a mere five minute drive from her house. A lot. AG needs to move if she plans to get out of poverty with liquor that cheap and plentiful!
Would that happen to be the Total Wine in DE? Because Kate just did the same thing.
“Home of Tax Free Shopping” isn’t much of a claim to fame, but absent anything else, it almost makes me not begrudge Delaware the $100 in tolls they charge on the shortest stretch ever of I-95.