Hey dude… there’s a little something on your face…
Warriors…. come out and spraaaaaaayyyy!
Some news items require a lot of backstory in order to pick up on the subtle nuances. Not this one.
This idiot was getting high and needed a refill, so he stopped by his “connection”, otherwise known as Dollar General, and the tell-tale markings of an addict were prevalent enough to warrant a call to the local police. I can’t imagine how they figured it out. If I were him, I would tell the cops that I am a warrior — hence the oft-repeating shirt — and that I’m just applying warpaint… from the INSIDE.
I hear that spray paint is just a gateway to harder stuff like smoking Play-Doh and smoking banana peels.