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And then you realize these same kinds of people are raising children. Terrifying.
Unfortunately you are right, that same house has three or four kids (not sure as I can never get an accurate count, hell there might be more). This is the same kind of family where the kids are running in the street bare foot, the parents are in the front yard playing that stupid bean bag game where you you try to get the bean bag in the hole like a lazy man's horse shoes, all the women wear the standard Florida white trash uniform a bikini top, flip flops and cut off jeans that accentuate their beer guts so nicely. The guys are out there with their equally impressive beer guts with no shirt and a pair of board shorts, a half dozen pick up trucks parked in the yard and in the street. Then for the cherry on top they have the kiddy pool in the front yard that serves double duty as a pool for the kids and a beer cooler. I walk by and almost immediately when i see them I swear they had a "who can get get the shittiest tattoo" contest. At least one of them has the trailer trash panther running down an arm or leg.