All we need now is an old pickup on blocks on the front lawn

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood -- sunny, 72 degrees, a light breeze blowing. . . A wonderful day to put clean sheets on the bed and open the curtains and windows to let the fresh air in. From my bedroom window, I have a good view of the refrigerator which has joined the old bathtub and sink in our backyard.


I think we now officially qualify as "white trash."