For a second, I was thinking I'd go back to the Bahamas cause I absolutely LOVED their beaches... but that was before I heard about the family of feral pigs that have started swimming in the ocean. Mmm-hmm... Feel free to insert blank stare with three blinks.
Apparently, the parents and piglets were once domestic and now running amuck in the wild. They've made their home on Big Major Spot Island beach. And have no qualms about swimming alongside the visiting tourists. Um, how do I best say this? No ma'am.
But pigs in the ocean is nothing compared to the crappy tourism pr West Virginia is dealing with right about now. Where else in the WORLD do you hear about someone breaking into a house to have sex with a DOG??? What in the unholy-inbred-missing-chromosome hell is that?
Uh-uh. I. Will. Not.
Maybe this is a sign from above that I need to keep my behind local. You know, pull a folding lawn chair out onto the sidewalk, relax with the corner boys and let the hood entertain me.