There truly is such a place. Been through there myself, don't blink! You'll miss it. But don't forget "Toadsuck, Arkansas". No shit.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toad_Suck,_Arkansas
This was about '70 or so, and long story but on a trip to Texas, where my buddy from HS is still.....I left Texas and moved back to DC, after the g/f breakup and job shituation fell through....
and so after first divorce, I spent about 4 months with my cousin in NORTH Little Rock Ark.....never seen Toadsuck, too busy working for the lawyers/living/dating/ but due to economics, back to DC....shame really....hated the town even back then....
but it was the times.....customers for fixing TV sets....
but that whole Oriental invasion is why I can't do the electronics any more....
but there is NO question I would like to see those mountains my cousin's house was on, they were the lower end of the Ozarks....
GREAT VIEW outta that dedicated batch pad he was in.....
tons of funny stories about that too.....
the BEST is....him and his g/f Nancy scared shitless of MICE....and so he asked me to get rid of some mice one day...so I bought a few traps, and some cheese....
sure enough, over night the traps go off.....
next AM he wakes me up as he leaving for work,and specificlly requests I dispose of the mice in the traps he heard snap overnight....
now, I swear on a stack of Bibles...this is totally, absolutely true.....
I go around a pick some 4 mice from the traps...and so the house is one of them mountainside cliffhangers....back deck looks out over a literal cliff, back sliding doors to the deck about 2 stories off the ground are locked, it's about 1.5 stories from the kitchen/living room to the upstairs to the street/garbage can level.....
not wanting to toss them into the trash, and not climbing stairs that early before me first cup of java.....I thought of kitchen trash....no....
toilet did not enter my mind for some reason.....
so what do with the mice.....?? kitchen drain...GARBAGE disposal.....
grind them thing UP, down the hatch.....
so cousin comes home that evening, with Nancy/girlfriend of the times.....ask what I DO with the mice....
I hesitated due to HER....but when prodded with 'out the back deck'? no, locked doors, no key....
garbage?? no.....
kitchen trash?? no....
toilet?? I grinned.....no.....
the dumb bastard HAD to insist on asking.....
he must have seen my grin, or something, and said NO, NOT^ that...
I said they didn't grind very long....hit the switch and CASE CLOSED.....
Nancy about went ballistic, Jason, my cousin went all krazy.....
I still don't see the issue about the tissue.....
they were DEAD afterall....
jeez, some people are just all Nancy and all...I guess.....
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