My weed attachion is a guy named Jake, who lives in an aged school bus in the badlands outside of town! Both of us call this area the Badlands because it’s unclaimed territory, just a wild batch of clean forest plus shallow swamp; It isn’t fit to develop into USble land, so most people just leaves it alone, however this makes it the perfect locale for hobos, squatters, plus men like Jake who are harder to define.
I believe for a fact Jake makes fantastic money selling marijuana to the locals, so he could easily afford a house with a real gas furnace in it, but he seems satisfied where he is, for Christmas last year I bought him a cheap little space heater, just as a gift, however he was touched by my gesture, but said he didn’t need a space oil furnace because the bus had a custom heating plan he had designed himself. He showed me to the back of the bus, where there was a giant metal grate in the floor. This wasn’t an air vent or air grate, this was a giant wrought iron beast, but underneath the metal grate was a giant sturdy metal pan that he filled with charcoal plus wood – basically it was a makeshift fireplace set in the belly of the bus. I will disclose that the heating plan worked for Jake, plus he seemed proud of it, however I could never use something like that. It didn’t seem like a fireplace or a oil furnace to me, it seemed like a barbeque put slowly roasting me. So I took my space oil furnace back.