So many crazy things have happened in the trailer park lately, Management has no idea where to begin. Perhaps we should begin with the issue of public nudity.

You dipshits know it's not only against the law, but it's also against trailerpark rules to run around outside naked. There are no exceptions to this rule. Management heard that not only have a couple of Tinbox Acres residents been caught outside wearing nothing but cake frosting, but also that a small herd of you were frolicking in the duckpond stark naked in the freezing-ass cold at dawn, claiming to be a chapter of the Polar Bears Club.

Next on Management's list of gripes is the huge fine slapped on us by the city. As many times as we've pleaded with you all to not attract emergency vehicles into the trailer park, last month was a veritable parade of vehicles with flashing lights into and out of the trailer park.

It does not surprise Management one bit that the crazy cat lady in space #8 got an ambulance ride to the nuthatch. It does surprise us, however, that the lady in space #50 let that perverted asshole Willy anywhere near her. Perhaps there is something wrong with her that we just don't know about yet. Yet.

Management shudders to think of what you morons have cooked up for St. Patrick's Day. Just try not to give yourselves alcohol poisoning, since dying in the trailer park is a violation of the entire Health and Safety section of the Tinbox Acres Rules and Regulations handbook.

Thank you and God bless you all in advance for your cooperation.

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