There is nothing I hate more than being in the middle of 100 acres of half-built McMansions in a sea of mud and see a bunch of geese show up and start looking around like WTF?
Because it's beautiful here they will keep building big expensive houses until it's like every place they moved away from. There isn't fuck-all I can do about it. Now I know how the Injuns felt. I am native American. I was born in Detroit. I hope I was wrong. Maybe it was a nurse or a maid or something but I swear I saw an Indian out in front of a house on the other side of town. And by Indian...I don't mean Cochise.
Here we go.