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| - Rite Aid was founded in Scranton, Pennsylvania, by Alexander "Smoking" Grass, who wanted to start a drugstore chain like no other. Instead of selling prescription drugs, his operation would be a glorified drug dealer's house disguised as a pharmacy to fool the authorities. Specially trained "pharmacists" would "prescribe" doses of popular drugs, such as weed, cocaine, Pixy Stix, weed, HeadOn, weed, HeadOn, caffeine, HeadOn, kittens for huffing, weed, weasels, HeadOn, diabeetus tesing supplies, and God knows what else. Grass decided to name the store "Right Aid," since the pharmacy section was on the right side of the store and he happened to have AIDS. Because Grass had been a drug user all his life, he couldn't spell worth a damn, and put "Rite Aid" on the sign instead; the misspelling st
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| - Rite Aid was founded in Scranton, Pennsylvania, by Alexander "Smoking" Grass, who wanted to start a drugstore chain like no other. Instead of selling prescription drugs, his operation would be a glorified drug dealer's house disguised as a pharmacy to fool the authorities. Specially trained "pharmacists" would "prescribe" doses of popular drugs, such as weed, cocaine, Pixy Stix, weed, HeadOn, weed, HeadOn, caffeine, HeadOn, kittens for huffing, weed, weasels, HeadOn, diabeetus tesing supplies, and God knows what else. Grass decided to name the store "Right Aid," since the pharmacy section was on the right side of the store and he happened to have AIDS. Because Grass had been a drug user all his life, he couldn't spell worth a damn, and put "Rite Aid" on the sign instead; the misspelling stuck because none of the customers ever noticed. Having opened the drugstore in a converted Burger Chef, he hit on the wonderful idea of also offering drugs through a convenient drive-thru window. Besides its pharmacy section, Rite Aid also sold all sorts of crap to further distract from the fact that it was really a crack house: the store sold socks, toothpaste (which many crackheads assumed was mint jelly), HeadOn, pet ferrets, HeadOn, Alpha-Bits, HeadOn, candy, and leftover roast beef dug out of the dumpster behind Arby's. In an effort to thwart hungry grandpas and racial riots, these stores also did not contain a lunch counter unlike the fuddy-duddy Walgreens down the road, and especially nothing at all like Eckerd.
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