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SHORE ACRES MOBILE HOME PARK IN LAKE ELSINORE, CALIFORNIA
Where the Tinbox Acres story all began ...

The editor was at the kitchen table located right behind the front window in this
trailer, racking her brain, trying to think up something funny to write, when
cop lights went twinkling down the driveway--AGAIN. The editor said,
"How am I supposed to think up something funny with that circus going on out there?"
And the Tinbox Acres Monthly Rag was born.

Here's Welcome Wagon Willy's living room.
Come on in, set a spell. If you can find a place to set, that is.

This is little Damian in space #61.
Ain't he cute when he's happy?

But you gotta keep an eye on Damian when he's pissed ...

Here's what happened last time Damian's mama Lulu gave him a time-out in the corner.

Well, lookie here. We finally found what's been stinking up the trailer park.
It was right there in Dot the crazy cat lady's trailer all along.

This here's Edgar the maintenance guy's electric cart.

Don't nobody go trying to pull Fatty Daddy's wallet out of his shirt pocket when he nods out in his yard-chair. We won't tell ya what happens, but suffice it to say that wallet's booby-trapped Wile E. Coyote-style.

Virginia Beadle's yappy little rat-dog Cricket gets out and heads straight for
the trash cans, where he has his self a big old garbage feast.

Dick, Jack, and Holmes in space #45 got rid of that old camper they were
living in, and bought themselves a new home and had it delivered.
Once the windows are all covered in tinfoil, it'll be ready to move in!

Here's what happens when you hire tweekers to do minor repairs to your trailer.

Carl Bailey the psych facility escapee in space #1 can't put a satellite dish
on his roof because the tinfoil up there fucks up his TV reception.
That tinfoil sure does keep the space aliens away, though.

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