Velociworld

MEET THE NEIGHBORS

The Hispanics across the lake from me have a beautiful lawn. Toil, toil, toil, they do, like migrant workers. And the results are magnificent. I want to swim across the lake just to sink my piggies in that fertile, lush, fecund grass. And I do, from time to time, under cover of darkness.

They must be retired, because they spend three hours a day slaving over that lawn, every day.

So imagine my wonder when my next door neighbors told me they have witnessed the wife squatting and pissing in the grass, rather than go inside. And not behind a shrub, either. And not just once.

Fucking Chicanos.