Lookie here. Maddog and Andy finally got some decent window coverings.
They got rid of that tacky old tinfoil, and replaced it with
nice pieces of cardboard cut from a big refrigerator box.
Of course, they left a open spot in the middle to peep out of.

 

 

 

Dick, Jack, and Holmes in space #45 won $1,000 on a scratcher lottery ticket.
So they went out and bought themselves a new car for $950, then used the other
$50 for paint and real cloth curtains for their camper.

 

 

 

Home improvement trailerpark style. Wait until it gets real hot out. Climb
on top of your trailer and pull the cooler apart and remove the pads. Get
all hot and red and sweaty so you have to climb back down and have a few
beers to cool off. Pass out in that hot metal box you call a home. Wait until it
gets too dark out to see anything, then climb back up and put in new cooler pads.
Spend the whole next week wondering why your cooler don't work no more.

 

 

 

Jingo sure is one crazy circus midget, I tell you what. What does he need
all this firewood for? His camper ain't even got a fireplace in it.

 

 

 

DJ the dope dealer in space #41 leaves his gate hanging open to let folks
know he's got the stuff you're looking for, and he's open for business.

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New residents Floyd Doyle and Uncle Howie just moved into space #51.
The trailer-moving rig dropped their singlewide on the way here,
but you can't hardly tell it slid 100 yards down the highway unless
you look real close at the skirting along the bottom of their trailer.

 

 

 

Who needs a big expensive swamp cooler when you gots a nice  
shade tree right up against your trailer?

 

 

 

Time to stagger to the market up the highway for beer before it gets too late,
and the little Asian guy who owns the place closes up and goes home.

 

 

 

Sunsets sure are purty here in the trailer park, ain't they?

 

 

 

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