Hillbilles - The Epic Continues

Well, today the hillbillies managed to evoke the wrath of my mother - by joy-riding their ATV up and down our driveway. She yelled, and it was all really quite scary and stressful, and told them absolutely NOT to ride the ATV on the property. So then, the head-honcho hillbilly came over to apologize ON THE ATV.

My mother proceeded to tell them that the constant revving of the motor upsets the dog, and that the lawnmower he runs EVERY DAY doesn’t help either. So he left, and not 10 minutes later, HE STARTED MOWING THE LAWN.

So now that they have proven themselves to be dim-witted, I have no problem publishing their names to the world. The head-honcho hillbilly is none other than Dereck Bird of Janesville, accompanied by his trashy, overweight girlfriend Pam, and her entire brood of progeny.

So, I have finally overcome my inhibitions and flipped the circuit breaker that supplies them with power. It’s not like they’re paying for it, so who are they to complain? I’ll likely get in trouble for interfering, but my grandfather won’t get rid of them and it’s causing the rest of my family stress. As if my poor mother doesn’t have enough on her plate with ME, she has my delinquent sister, Mel and the two little spoiled brats to contend with. The hillbillies think they have their own private little campground, well then, they don’t get to have electricity too. Let them go somewhere where they’re actually paying to park their asses if they want that kind of luxury.

Besides, if you have electricity, it’s not really camping, is it?