I think we all have or have had one of these crazies in our lives. Be it a whacky mother-in law, a lunatic colleague or a stalker ex-girlfriend. Just when you think you've seen all their craziness, you discover a crazy underground garage.
I don't always feel classier than other people, but when I do, I'm either at Walmart or watching Honey Boo Boo Child. I don't watch honey boo boo child but it's stupid to think that they make money on hillbillies/ weirdos.