If you live in the Cleveland area like Mr. McSlore and myself, you picked up your Sunday paper only to see a picture of this lunatic's home on the front page of the Metro section. We had to go to Euclid to see the M-I-L, and I made my baby drive past the house. I believe that the couple's expressions reflect the fact that Napa was barking at them like a maniac, or it could have been because I rolled down the window and yelled, "Get a hobby," in honor of Bethenny Frankel Hoppy.
Seriously, do you know how many rounds of golf I could enjoy for the price of all that sherbet colored crap? And the neighbours must LOVE them. Cars go up and down the street all damn day and then they get out and walk all over everyone's yard. It's a good thing they don't live near us. We have a shotgun in the house, and Mr. Mcslore is always saying how the world is over-populated, if you get my drift.
