Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Once again, I LIVE here.

You people think I'm exaggerating when I talk about life in the deep south. Here's further proof that I haven't even scratched the surface of the dysfunction and red-neckery that goes on here.

This was one of the top stories in the local news this morning.
For those of you who aren't going to click that link, let me 'splain. No there is too much. Let me sum up. (10,000 points if you can name that movie).

Some guy shot and killed his 6 year old grandson and then shot his wife (who survived) over a watermelon.

Yes, you read correctly. A watermelon.

As unbelievable (and sad) as the story is, it's the comments posted on the article that really took the whole thing to a new level of redneck, swamp-dwelling, confederate flag waving Georgian-ness.

They've been deleted at this point (thankfully), but most of them went something like this:

"That's what you get when you mess with a (insert offensive racial slur here)'s watermelon."

Seriously, people. Seriously.

I live here.
Germany felt less like a foreign country.

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