So, one day the news mentions a tornado had ripped through a Texas trailer park and killed x number of people. Properly horrified, I had no clue why people would hang around a campground with a tornado bearing down on them. I mentioned this to someone at school, who informed me that it was not a campground, but that people actually lived in structures that were towed in and fixed to the ground semi-permanently, and that the victims of the tornado were hunkered down at home hoping they made it.
FElony,
What does a tornado in Texas, a hurricane in Florida, and a divorce in Georgia have in common?
someone's fixin to lose a trailer.
Y'all (you all, plural or more) don't get out much do you?
Spring 2005 I stopped to eat at this place near Augusta Maine where Metallica was on the Juke Box. The owner was looking at my Texas truck and trailer and comes over asking me if I wanted to hear something else. I knew this was a transparent atemp at a joke so I let him have his spill. As I ate I asked him if he had heard Pantera. Indignantly he responed with a couple of tracts and a concert he went to ect "I thought all you guys had was country". I told him "there from Arlington Texas, you should get out and see more of the country". He was no longer curious about this dumb redneck.
It is fair to say I only ran into less than a half dozen jerks my two + years hauling across 47 of the states and Mexico. Every once in a while I will come across a local good ole boy who never left the state and I will dispel rumors of northern pricks and rude yankies and assure him they are easy to handle.
Compared to some of you my life experience is limited. Anyone here walked on the moon?
