Saturday, October 27, 2007

Redneck Ribaldry v.1

On the main road that leads to our neighborhood, there is a major eyesore that provides loads of entertainment each time we drive by: a single-wide trailer resplendent with every redneck trapping imaginable. It's perfect-- it should be in a museum. From the barbed-wire fence around the single-wide, to the 3 cars out front, to the overgrown yard littered with sun-bleached baby toys, to the filthy grub in a diaper eating trash on the front porch, to the flames painted proudly on the 90's Toyota. Lordy, do I feel sorry for their neighbors.

Anyway, today I saw the most redneck thing EVER. A woman and a man were fighting on the front porch-- like, fingers-in-the-face fighting. Jerry Springer fighting. And she was wearing nothing but a Nascar T-shirt and her underwear, which were gold satin bikinis. On the front porch! Of a single-wide trailer! On a main road! Right off a highway! IN HER UNDERWEAR!

It was awesome. Made me think of Six Flags.

3 comments:

la mamita said...

ahhh, georgia. how i (don't) miss thee. we get such scenes occasionally here in wy-oming as well, but it's just not the same. plus i don't know if i have seen a nascar shirt since leaving dixie...

Frogs Mom said...

Wow. Too bad you didn't get a picture.

Anonymous said...

What a crazy place Georgia is. It's like Pakistan, really. Lots of shooting in the air, poor education and personal hygiene, and I've lived there.