I thought for a very long time that since I was born in Nevada that I was a redneck. Turns out that maybe college and a smart wife have brought that trait out of me, killed it, and fed it onto others who are now taking torch...
We were at the Indian River state park today, digging things into hills, when low and behold some genius in a 2wd Jeep gets into the park and starts tear-assing around until he finally gets stuck. Enter in the southern cliche of some dude in a 4wd coming to pull him out ten minutes later...
For the rest of the afternoon they spent their time tearing around over the dirt jumps, through crowds of BMeXican kids, and just tearing things up in general.
Any suggestions on how to deal with this? We called the cops (which I was loathe to do, but it was needed) and they didn't seem to get out there fast enough (must have been a sale at Krispy Kreme or Rights Violations R Us) to catch them 1 hour after being called when they drove off.
Anything would help.
We were at the Indian River state park today, digging things into hills, when low and behold some genius in a 2wd Jeep gets into the park and starts tear-assing around until he finally gets stuck. Enter in the southern cliche of some dude in a 4wd coming to pull him out ten minutes later...
For the rest of the afternoon they spent their time tearing around over the dirt jumps, through crowds of BMeXican kids, and just tearing things up in general.
Any suggestions on how to deal with this? We called the cops (which I was loathe to do, but it was needed) and they didn't seem to get out there fast enough (must have been a sale at Krispy Kreme or Rights Violations R Us) to catch them 1 hour after being called when they drove off.
Anything would help.