Yeah, I don't even get mad at them any more. They are hardcore survivors and proliferators, and will have a welcome haven in my lawn to piss off dick neighbors like in the post
Back in the early 90s, before Cracker Barrels weren't so plentiful, my Granny would drive over an hour to the nearest one to eat when family visited. She was also great at cooking southern food, but she made the effort. However, now it definitely isn't as good as it was 5-10 years ago. Nowadays, if I had to drive an hour to get to the nearest one, I wouldn't be making the effort.
Yeah, I don't even get mad at them any more. They are hardcore survivors and proliferators, and will have a welcome haven in my lawn to piss off dick neighbors like in the post