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If your richest relative buys a new house and you have to help him take the wheels off, you might be a redneck.
- Foxworthy
Posted by: pogo | November 19, 2008 at 03:54 PM
Maybe the sheriff should have run on the slogan More of a Dick!
Posted by: jon | November 19, 2008 at 03:57 PM
Given that their home is a pile of rubble makes it trailer trash, no? (I feel guilty)
Posted by: MartiniShark | November 19, 2008 at 03:59 PM
Barton, a grandma at 35 with gold streaks in red hair...
Splains a lot.
Posted by: Siouxie | November 19, 2008 at 04:03 PM
Hey, I'd trust a guy named "Pancake" with all my worldly belongings...
Let's see..$5000 trailer, a dozen or so inbreds living in said trailer, being towed by a farm tractor, "somebody" threatening to shoot if they don't git outta the trailer.... you just can't hide money.
Posted by: oldmanatee | November 19, 2008 at 04:03 PM
Barton's boyfriend, Alan Gaunce, no relation to Jim, said somebody — he's not sure who — told him he'd be shot if he didn't get out of the trailer before it was toppled.
That's just a special kind of stupid.
Ya'll think moonshine was involved??
Posted by: Siouxie | November 19, 2008 at 04:07 PM
Why did Mr. Haney from Green Acres pop into my head when I read about "Pancake"?
Posted by: Braniff | November 19, 2008 at 04:08 PM
Gotta love life in the big city. And if they're going to go around Kentucky arresting people for "being ignorant" they're gonna need a bigger jail.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | November 19, 2008 at 04:10 PM
Brannif, Mr. Haney would have sold them the trailer in the first place. Pancake is an amateur.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | November 19, 2008 at 04:13 PM
so does "look-loo" = what we call "rubber-neckers" here in NY?
Posted by: Braniff | November 19, 2008 at 04:15 PM
Braniff, Mr. Haney would have sold them the trailer in the first place. Pancake is an amateur.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | November 19, 2008 at 04:19 PM
the comments on the slideshow are just great. looky-loos and "a mishmash of real kin and unofficially adopted kids"... this is some great writing too.
Posted by: judi | November 19, 2008 at 04:24 PM
oh, and the windows "so spotless birds frequently thud into the glass" :) yikes.
Posted by: judi | November 19, 2008 at 04:25 PM
...Garrett, who stood in the rain from roughly 4:30 p.m. Friday until 2 a.m. directing traffic with the rest of his force, a single deputy.
Hey, Siouxie - he's single AND employed. Go git 'im.
That woman ain't right.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 04:26 PM
I like that contrast, too, judi. He's just settin' rockin' on his spiffy little porch, watchin' a 35-yr-old granny's life literally fall apart in his yard.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 04:29 PM
Braniff - look-loos and rubberneckers - yes
"Gotta love life in the big city. And if they're going to go around Kentucky arresting people for "being ignorant" they're gonna need a bigger jail."
I gotta tell you, ignorance is there in the cities too, only more concentrated.
Posted by: pogo | November 19, 2008 at 04:29 PM
A single wide. 12 people. 1 bathroom. If even half those people are of the male variety, that's still a long wait to pee.
Posted by: Telecomdropout | November 19, 2008 at 04:31 PM
I kinda suspect the sheriff will be beaten next time by someone whose slogan is "Less Dick."
Posted by: Alien8 | November 19, 2008 at 04:35 PM
"I know I wouldn't pay somebody $200 to move my house and everything in it," said Garrett
Reminds me of the old Rodney Dangerfield joke. "A hooker came up to me in a bar and said she'd do anything I wanted for $100. I gave her $100 and told her to go paint my house."
Posted by: padraig | November 19, 2008 at 04:37 PM
Tele, I suspect them country folk just hang it off the porch and let it spray... This is very comically written: She keeps throwing out zingers with a straight face, making it all the funnier. You could have a sitcom based just on this family!
Posted by: eilbeback | November 19, 2008 at 04:39 PM
Well, the kinfolk said "Frances, move away from there...."
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 19, 2008 at 04:39 PM
eilbeback, are you sure it wouldn't be a Greek tragedy?
Posted by: oldmanatee | November 19, 2008 at 04:48 PM
I think someone should destroy the sheriff's house and see how he likes it. I'd be calling an attorney about a big civil law suit against the county, the sheriff and the guy hauling the trailer for wilful destruction of property. This sounds like something happening in a third world police state, not in the U.S.
Posted by: ArcticAl | November 19, 2008 at 04:48 PM
eilbe - where I came from the first thing a man does when he buys a piece of land is the same thing a dog does - mark his territory.
Posted by: pogo | November 19, 2008 at 04:48 PM
This trailer was 25 years old and they tried to move it?
Ron White was right - you can't fix stupid.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 04:54 PM
Yep, eilbe, that's what I was figgerin. I personally loved this one:
"Barton, a grandma at 35 with gold streaks in red hair"
Now that's some thorough journalism. Not sure why we needed to know that, but there you have it.
Posted by: Telecomdropout | November 19, 2008 at 04:55 PM
Annie - QUICK - snap up eilbe's suggestion and go take a meeting at Warner's or something.
eilbe's right - it almost writes itself !
Posted by: Telecomdropout | November 19, 2008 at 04:58 PM
Tele - it's subtle - the writer is stating facts that lead the reader to a most obvious conclusion - that their family tree has no branches, their table centerpiece is from a taxidermist, and they watch Jerry Springer for the latest fashion styles.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 05:08 PM
"I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison...."
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 05:09 PM
Yeah, eil....
"Well, the kinfolk said 'Frances, move away from there....'"
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 19, 2008 at 05:11 PM
I'd pitch it in a heartbeat, Tele. This story's fine as frog's hair split twice down the middle.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 05:14 PM
*Rams bot with tr*ctor*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 19, 2008 at 05:15 PM
arctic al - if the sheriff ever moves his house onto a major roadway and leaves it there for 8 hours, i agree with you!
Posted by: judi | November 19, 2008 at 05:17 PM
Things I question from that story and found disturbing:
She's a 35-year-old grandmother?
How do 12 people fit into a single-wide trailer?
How can there be TWO people named Gaunce in that town and be unrelated?
She hired a mover named Pancake?
There are windows so spotless that birds thud into them?
The mind boggles...
Posted by: Suzy Q | November 19, 2008 at 05:25 PM
I thought the sheriff was supposed to get the litter off the roadway. If you can't get your crap out of the major thoroughfare in 8 hours, you don't need to be runnin loose.
Posted by: oldmanatee | November 19, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Get serious, Al; weren't you a cop? This brood hauled a single-wide onto a flatbed piece of sh!t trailer, then rolled it out onto a U.S. Highway, in the hills. The POS trailer collapsed. There was no decent hitch, you no durned-well there were no trailer brakes, for the hills, and the wheels fell off. They had no permit to haul the mess, no escort, no back-up plan, and blocked the highway for 9 hours. They didn't even bother to get their belongings out, after 9 hours.
You want them to sue? In the country? They'd be lynched and rightly so. The attorney couldn't even count on getting a chicken or a young pig, on contingency. Now, if this was the city, with a city jury, of course they would sue. Folks in the country (those that don't live 12-to-the-single wide) work, and don't much like shiftless people suing their own county government.
Posted by: CJrun | November 19, 2008 at 05:25 PM
See, Annie ? That's why YOU'RE the writer, and I am clearly NOT ! Although I'd argue the point about the family tree - I'm thinking that it's not enough to already be a grandmother at 35 (!!), but to have a "mish-mash" of other folks living with you is extending that tree quite a bit.
*idly wonders if it's a nut tree*
Posted by: Telecomdropout | November 19, 2008 at 05:33 PM
What CJ said, except if they have any lawsuit, the defendant is Pancake who contracted to move the trailer (on a trailer) and blew it. Since he agreed to do it for $200, good luck on a recovery.
It was unclear whether the tow vehicle was a farm tractor or a semi-tractor.
Posted by: pogo | November 19, 2008 at 05:41 PM
*SNOOOOOOOOOOOORKKKKKK* @CJ -
Geek tragedy.
"woof"
Posted by: WHITEschnauzer | November 19, 2008 at 05:41 PM
This also reminds me of a character in a Fanny Flagg book who, when her son asked what she wanted him to get her for her birthday, replied, "A vasectomy!"
Posted by: pogo | November 19, 2008 at 05:44 PM
My mom was the 9th of ten kids. She was in the 2nd grade 3 weeks before they realized she was in the wrong class. She was supposed to be in kindergarten.
They are probably related to everyone in that trailer - they're just not sure. Like if you get a divorce, is she still your sister?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 05:47 PM
the sad thing is, that grandma has all the other people living with her because she's the responsible one.
annie - good luck with the script! i imagine it as sort of 'william faulkner meets the beverly hillbillies' ('course he did write the episode where granny is found floating face down in the ce-ment pond, but it never aired...)
Posted by: insomniac | November 19, 2008 at 05:48 PM
Wait a minute! The guy who is moving your house is named 'Pancake' Myers. Now your house is falt on the side of the road.
Posted by: jazv | November 19, 2008 at 05:52 PM
Annie, I'm not sure it has the legs for a series, but it's more than enough for a "Reno 911" episode.
Posted by: WriterDude | November 19, 2008 at 05:59 PM
“I adore ‘Dueling Banjos!’ It’s like a love song, only for two banjos. Of course, banjos can’t make love. Which is what makes the song so sad.”
-Angel Dobbins
from "Chicken Soup for the Redneck's Soul"
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 06:47 PM
WriterDude - maybe a new series called 'County Road 911.' Get Dolly Parton and Cletus from the Simpsons to guest star. Get the wife from Malcolm in the Middle to star as ' Grandma Lurlene.'
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 07:04 PM
Ya'll don't know your tooth-challenged music history. That scene from "Deliverance" wasn't two banjos-city boys said it was, but city boys would hire their cousin Vinnie for a murder trial in Alabama; that was a gittar an' a ban-jo.
Posted by: CJrun | November 19, 2008 at 07:25 PM
*snork* @ CJ. You're SMOKIN today !
*waves @ cg*
I was thinking we didn't know what two adult, consenting banjos do when in private.
Posted by: Telecomdropout | November 19, 2008 at 07:58 PM
I dunno. Yes, the woman is dumb. But still, to frickin' bulldoze the trailer to get it off the road? Haven't they heard of stuff like winches and tow trucks in Kentucky? Why couldn't they just hoist it onto a flatbed trailer?
I'd vote that the dumb-ass deputy should foot the bill for a new single-wide residence.
Posted by: Zeus | November 19, 2008 at 08:01 PM
Uh, sorry, Zeus has gone back to Mt. Olympus.
Posted by: Guin | November 19, 2008 at 08:02 PM
12 people in a single wide? No wonder wardrobe choices include the space-saving tube top.
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 19, 2008 at 08:14 PM
I'll let someone else write the verse, but here's the chorus...
Posted by: frodolives | November 19, 2008 at 08:26 PM
12 people in a singlewide...an I bet some of 'em are doublewide. That trailer was a'gunna kee-laps anyways.
Favorite Simpson line EVER: "Wylene, you keep eating baby they's a'gonna take your foot."
Posted by: Punkin | November 19, 2008 at 08:28 PM
CJ - I know 'Duelin' Banjos' is guitar & banjo. Try learnin' Angel that. And if you're gonna use the term y'all, learn to spell it properly.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 19, 2008 at 08:46 PM
No insurance company in the world is going to question this claim, 'cause you just can't make something like this up! I mean, if she say's it was destroyed in a tornado ("I think trailer parks must attract the dang things!"), she'll never see a dime!
Posted by: frodolives | November 19, 2008 at 08:52 PM
Whut's 'insurance?'
Posted by: Frances Barton | November 19, 2008 at 09:03 PM
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People like these are BORN for each other. Sad. Thank Gawd they met each other, instead of one of us!
Honolulu weather report: Warm & Partly Sunny, trades 15mph, chance of showers Windward & mauka, 78*/ 68* tonight, waves 10'-20' on the North Shore. Same damned thing tomorrow. And NO hurricanes!!!
Just volcanoes, lava, vog, earthquakes, tsunami's, and, OK, hurricanes once in a while. But no house-trailers allowed.
If you DON'T live in a trailer, or a cave, this might interest you. Or not.
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Posted by: cosanostradamus | November 19, 2008 at 09:07 PM
The oppersit of outsurance, ain't it?
Posted by: Alan Gaunce | November 19, 2008 at 09:08 PM
So's does ya need outsurance for the outside and insurance for the inside?
Posted by: Mrs. Guance | November 19, 2008 at 09:48 PM
Izzit like 'luminum siding?
Posted by: Frances Barton | November 19, 2008 at 10:20 PM
No, you dang fools! Insurance is when you pay us lots o' money fer years and years, then when yer trailer ends up in bits and pieces in sumbuddy's front yard, we pay you half what it's worth, and we sell the bits and pieces on e-bay for 20 times what they're worth.
Posted by: frodolives | November 19, 2008 at 10:38 PM
We may look dumb, but we ain't stupid enough to buy that insurance stuff.
Posted by: Frances Barton | November 19, 2008 at 11:07 PM
Well, part of me feels sorry for her. And part of me is glad I wasn't driving a backhoe behind that trailer that day. It's the Oklahoma in me, y'all.
Posted by: baligurl | November 19, 2008 at 11:47 PM
Ah ha ha ha! CJ, you are on fire tonight. There are so many possibilities in this story....
Posted by: NotSoShyJan | November 20, 2008 at 12:14 AM
Judi (way up there)...Yep...I made it through everything else til I got to the thudding birds, and then lost it. Seltzer on the laptop, alas.
Something about this reminds my of my late dad's "favorite" poet, J. Gordon Coogler, one of whose works was called, "The Lover's Return on his Bicycle."
Posted by: Betsy | November 20, 2008 at 01:20 AM
I'd like to point out that the age range of the children tops out at 12 years old. Sooo, do we think the one that made her a grandma moved out or is grouped in there somewhere?
If you want to see a video:
She doesn't have much of an accent!
Posted by: bilge | November 20, 2008 at 07:18 AM
Oh, and this has audio commentary by those involved:
"Dick" DOES have a strong accent
Posted by: bilge | November 20, 2008 at 07:25 AM
I don't believe in insurance, it's a form of gambling.
Posted by: MartiniShark | November 20, 2008 at 07:31 AM
Wonder inBreads.
Posted by: Loudmouth | November 20, 2008 at 07:47 AM
Grammaw sez, now it's time to get in bed and turn your face to the wall.
Posted by: marina_like_a_boatdock | November 20, 2008 at 11:57 AM
Hope it's not too late, but I just found out it could have been worse.
Posted by: padraig | November 21, 2008 at 10:10 AM