The Assclowns I speak of are the tools that have lived in that valley for the last 40 years, have watched it flood EVERY year (It floods EVERY year in varying severity from minor to major disaster) for the last 40 years and still--STILL-- decide that moving into that mildewed and mouldering tenement down among the cottonwoods is a great deal, despite the clumps of dried grass and bits of plastic caught in the forks of trees 15 feet up above their new roofline.

These are the same assfvcks that bitch about Government interference in their daily lives and then once they get rescued by the 'Gubmint' they bitch that the 'Gubmint ain't doin' sheeyit!'

Kinda like Aunty.