I swear, I'm going to write a book called You Can't Stop Stupid. The campground rules, the signs: DO NOT DRIVE OR PARK ON THE GRASS. And what have I been watching, and what did I just go out to stop? A guy gouging out huge hunks of grass with his back tires (all 4 of them) as he goes back and forth, back and forth, trying to park his dooley truck in FRONT of his boat and trailer, which is parked in FRONT of his big Class A motorhome in a site that's barely big enough for the motorhome alone. His argument to me: "I only have my back right tires on the grass." Yep, you do, and those two tires have dug ruts deep enough to swallow a small child. Besides,your tires are on the GRASS. NO PARKING ON THE GRASS!!!!! We have overflow parking for his truck just steps away from his site, but no, he wants ALL his stuff with him in one spot. (I will win this battle, ha ha.) This promises to be a long weekend.
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