You have seen them before. It seems that every community has one. You can usually spot them in their loafers, white socks pulled up to where they almost reach the bottom of their shorts. The thing that distracts you from the hair sticking out of their ears is the careful comb over. They patrol their front lawns with vigilance and when not outside you see them keeping watch through their blinds with the hope that someone would dare trespass on their sidewalk.
You know that the air of miasma that surrounds them springs from a vast well of bitterness waiting to infect any who cross their path. Wait what’s that sign post up ahead, you have entered the McCallum zone.
Is this considered poking the bear or was it too much? : )
