- A funeral director that my dad calls "buzzard." This is because he seems to circle the old people whenever he's around.
- Three rednecks at a baseball game. Complete with bad teeth, beer belly (exposed by the unbuttoned shirt), mullets, heckling and general uncouthness of it all.
- One redneck (with the mullet and beer belly) informing me after I showed my dad the radar on my iPhone that "there ain't nothin' good with Apple." Who asked you?
Monday, June 28, 2010
With my own eyes
Since I have been back in Danville, I have seen the following:
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