Who Says Florida is Trashy?

Here's the view from my front yard down the street:



Wait a minute. Is that what I think it is? No. It can't be.... People don't really do that, do they? Let's go closer.




Yes, folks, it's true. My neighbors have a toilet in their front yard, which is being used as a planter. I live in a classy, classy place. Also, please take note of the mushroom statue, the weird doll on their door in clothing more fit for November than May. What is that blue thing behind the toilet planter, you ask?

Well...

It's a metallic blue cat fox raccoon creature. Obviously.

I'd also like to know your thoughts on whether or not my neighbors should have left the handle of the toilet on. I think they should have, personally.

Seriously?

I have a mosquito bite in between my breasts.

What the fuck, Florida.

Tornadoes?

As if it's not bad enough that it sounds like someone is spraying the walls of my house with a fire hose randomly throughout the night, accompanied by window-shaking thunder, now I have to watch out for fucking tornadoes? I have no basement!

Florida

So I moved to Florida at the end of the year last year. It sucks. I miss California. This blog is all about things that I hate about Florida.