Welcome to Dixie Drive, the main drag through that little town up the road. Make a right or left onto any side street and who knows what or who you might come across. These folks are as unpredictable as a squirrel in the street on a hot summer's day and they don't care what you think about it. They're not hurting anybody, (except maybe themselves). they're just playing their cards with the hand they were dealt, so stand back and we'll see what they come up with next. The folks near Dixie Drive might reside in some backwater southern town and some of their weirdness may be particularly "Southern" but don't kid yourself, this is Small Town America: the same animal from Portland East to Portland West. Woof!
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win said, 3 months ago
Take your Jiminy Cricket attitude right on down the road and hope my wish upon a star don’t come true…
Three Steps Over Japan said, 3 months ago
Hah! Worth the wait.
Let me guess, he’s actually wearing a full parka, with the “naked skin” painted over the gloves and boots.
Cuddleman said, 3 months ago
Love it, Rich. Worst of the winter we have had is the last 2 weeks. Rest pretty much moderately cold.
Notsoastute said, 3 months ago
Bet he is whistling a Jimmy Buffet song. He looks to be a Parrothead.
Notsoastute said, 3 months ago
♪♫♪
When ice is on the ground,
And snow is all around,
I whistle a happy tune
And no one ever knows
I’m frickin’ cold.
♪♫
(Sorry Rogers and Hammerstein)