your neighbor knocks on your door at 9:30 pm with no shirt, a beer in one handand says... "Hey, if you hear a big boom, don't freak out, I'm gonna be shootin off my cannon"
You walk out of your front door and see a broken down motor home, with some kind of a tarp thrown on it to keep it from leaking when it rains
Your neighbors rent dumpsters every so often when they decide to "clean their house."
You look out your front window at 10 am on a Saturday morning, and see a man walking shirtless across the street with a rifle in one hand and a beer in the other.
I could go on and on and on and on...







the dumpster thing could be related to my husband's family, or his grandmother's at least. They cleaned her house out and it took about 3 of those to get it all.
I live in a white trash town, forget neighborhood. Of course, I'm right up there with all of them. (except the dumpster thing...that's just sick)