The monthly haulaway of unregistered vehicles is all set to happen on Monday, January 10th. So get your asses out there and forge some current tags with a marker, or park your old beater with the back end facing a wall. Otherwise, it's riding out on the back of a flatbed tow truck.

Guest traffic should be relatively light this month, being that DJ the dope dealer is totally dry right now. He don't even have any personal stash. Everyone knows DJ's supply dried out so the dope traffic into and out of his place has thinned quite a bit already.

If anyone sees a white County van with the words CHILD WELFARE down the side, run to space #62 and give a heads-up to the womenfolk there so they can hide the paraphernalia and spray room freshener around and frantically throw all the garbage laying around the floor of their trailer into the field next door over the back fence.

Pop Feral got sick and tired of dumping a wheel into that pothole in the driveway right outside his parking spot, so he made Timmy fill it with a teaspoon. Pop Feral killed two birds with one stone when he did that -- the pothole got filled, and little Timmy got punished for that beer run he pulled at the Boozapalooza market. Anyways, we won't be wrecking the already-shot suspension in our old beaters in that pothole no more.

Watch out for construction trucks heading down to the duckpond! We're getting some kind of fence on the shore to make us think twice (or at least work for it) next time we get a wild hair to strip off all our clothes and run into the duckpond en masse.

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