It's against the rules to destroy property that don't belong to you.  Hacking a hole in something pretty much destroys it.  Whoever hacked that big hole in the chainlink fence between Tinbox Acres and the field next door is wanted by management, whether or not you're already wanted by the cops.  If you're just one of the trailer park residents who uses the hole to evade the cops when they pull in with their lights all a-twinkling, that's okay. You ain't destroying no property by crawling through a hole that's already in the fence.

If you manage to get a hold of anything like psilocybin mushrooms, peyote, mescaline, LSD, or anything else that tends to make you act like a cat in the throes of a catnip overdose, PLEASE STAY IN YOUR TRAILER.  Several of us here found out the hard way on Easter Sunday that if you go outside while under the influence of a hallucinogenic, you run the risk of being dragged screaming out of a tree, blacking out, and coming to strapped down on a papoose board in the County Nuthatch.

It's the law! Everybody must get hammered shitless on Cinco de Mayo.  That means "May Fifth" in Spanish. May Fifth is a helluva lot like July Fourth, in that everyone gets drunk and blows shit up 'cause it's like Mexico's Independence Day.  You know how a bottle of Tequila is called a "Fifth?" There's a reason for that--Cinco de Mayo. And those Mexicans really have it together in that they have these roving bands of marauding musicians called Mariachis.  Nothing beats loud OOM-PAH-PAH music accompanied by horns and accordions and guitars and loud singing in Spanish when you're shitfaced.  But the downside is, if you don't get hammered flat on beer and Tequila, these burly Mariachi guys will run you down, tackle you and force-feed you Mescal, worm and all.   That's the way WE heard it, anyways.

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