There is a family from Texas that moved into my neighborhood... They're not the most logical people, they have shiny new trucks and very big SUVs and their public reasoning for buying a big old Harley-Davidson was because it saves gas. Uh, OK. So you spend $80,000 to save maybe $5,000 of gas a year. They let their aggressive and not very social dogs run loose, they homeschool their kids and two of the five boys currently have broken arms and they have had a few more accidents that have led to injuries. (I'm presuming that they've got other issues leading to their lack of control.)
Well, so much was answered today when I overheard the mother talking to one of the manchildren in the neighborhood. She said that "God put us here."
I was working in my garage and I started laughing. I don't care that they heard that. In fact, I hope they did.
