It doesn’t just happen in a small town - here in the suburbs of Cincy - when we moved in in 2004 - big story in our ‘local’ (i.e. township rag) paper was the DUI arrest of a guy on his mower.
Maybe He’s a fan of George Jones as well LOL
I used to have a figurine on my desk of a guy manning a .30cal machine gun in a Red Ryder wagon and being pulled along by a Basset Hound. People would walk by and give me strange looks. I think my boss was afraid to talk to me about it so one day when I was at lunch he stole it, because it disappeared. Has nothing to do with this story, just reminded me about it.
Lord Almighty, I don’t know what’s worse, terrorists trying to blow up our country or drunks on lawnmowers.
Geeeze, no matter how drunk I have been, I’ve never forgotten where the yard markers are. And, at about a *bazillion degrees F, I’m not driving around the neighborhood looking for lawns to mow.
* I live in Phoenix
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