Welcome To My Trailer Park!

Some of you have been wondering what I look like, where I live and where you could meet me. I have been receiving hundreds of email's daily askin me for more information.  I have decided to take a moment out of my busy day at the PC Shop and show you some photo's of people dear and near to me...some of them are first cousins, but when you live in a small town...and in a Trailer Park...well these things just happen. The lady in the picture above is my momma.

Here's a picture of me. I got caught by the local police takin a leak behind the Trailer one day and they took me in and booked me. No big deal in a small town, it happens to everyone...but I do take a nice photo, and the lady's have been requesting a mug shot of me. So for the ladies out der who have been beggin for my photo, here you go! Oh, just in case I forget...them their police say I can't be around electrickal  kitchen stuff on account of me being on probation and all.

This is my Truck.

 This is where I work day and night. Its my PC Shop. It's located right behind my Trailer. I build computers for a livin and I'm damn good at it too.  I charge a lot of money for my talent, and you'll get more for your dollars if you bring me some beer...so you better make sure its the first of the month, cuz I need cash up front, no I owe you's.

This is a pickture of the bathroom in the PC Trailer its a reel mess, I know. It's nicer then the one in our trailer though. That one smells like theirs something ded in their. 

This is my girlfriend. There are a couple of things about her that I just love...yes...Her smile and her eyes.  I plan to marry her someday. 

Well that's about it folks. Thanks for visitin and if your wondering if your from a small town, here are a few ways to tell fer sure!  

You Might Be From A Small Town If...

You can name everyone you graduated with. 

You know what 4-H is. 

You ever went to parties at a pasture, barn, or in the middle of a dirt road. 

You used to drag "main." 

You schedule parties around the schedule of different police officers, since you know which ones would bust you and which ones wouldn't (same goes with the game warden). 

You ever went cow-tipping or snipe hunting. 

You could never buy cigarettes because all the store clerks knew how old you were (and if you were old enough they'd tell your parents anyhow). 

When you did find someone old enough and brave enough to buy cigarettes, you still had to go out to the country and drive on back roads to smoke them. 

You have ever gone home for Homecoming. 

It was cool to date someone from the neighboring town. 

You had senior skip day. 

The whole school went to the same party after graduation. 

You don't give directions by street names or directions by references (turn by Nelson's house, go two blocks past Anderson's, and it's four houses left of the track field). 

You can't help but date a friend's ex-girlfriend (or boyfriend). 

Your car stays filthy because of the dirt roads, and you will never own a dark vehicle for this reason. 

You think kids that ride skateboards are weird. 

The town next to you is considered "trashy" or "snooty", but is actually just like your town. 

You refer to anyone with a house newer than 1980 as the "rich people." 

The people in the city dress funny, then you pick-up on the trend two years later. 

You bragged to your friends because you got pipes on your truck for your birthday. 

Anyone you want can be found at either the Dairy Queen or the feed store. 

You see at least one friend a week driving a tractor through town. 

Football coaches suggest that you haul hay for the summer to get stronger. 

Directions are given using "the" stop light as a reference. 

Your letter jacket was worn after your 19th birthday. 

You have ever taken a trailer or dog to school on a daily basis. 

Weekend excitement involves a trip to a Wal-Mart. 

Even the ugly people enter beauty pageants. 

You decide to walk somewhere for exercise and 5 people pull over and ask if you need a ride. 

Your teachers call you by your older siblings names. 

Your teachers remember when they taught your parents. 

You can charge at all the local stores. 

The closest McDonald's is 30 miles away... 

...So is the closest mall. 

It is normal to see an old man riding through town on a riding lawnmower. 

You laugh your head off reading this because you know they're all true and forward it to everyone who