You know you're in my town if you can't cross the street, frightened for your ife. You know you're in my town if you can't walk down the street without somebody beggin you for money. You know you're in my town when there's garbage everywhere. You know you're in my town if there are jeeps everywhere breaking road rules and... just ugh.
You know you're in my town when you leave this town and are flabbergasted when you see more than a one-lane road with corn fields on both sides. -- You know you're in my town when you're not on the map. -- You know you're in my town when you don't have a post office, you have to use the neighboring post office's zip code. :lmfao -- You know you're in my town when you get the week of the county fair off of school because over half the school is taking animals/crops and won't show up at school anyway. -- You know you're in my town when you go to a northern state and people say you have an accent. Ohio doesn't really have an accent, but most of us have southern drawls. :XD -- You know you're in my town when your school shirts say "Hicks From The Sticks". :roll: -- You know you're in my town when your Kindergarten class had twelve people in it. :tehe:
You know you're in my town when everything belongs in a second string OC reality show. :roll: You know you're in my town when people are being complete tools. :file: