Roadside Attraction

I came across this scene on the way to Camp Freedom over Memorial Day weekend and have been meaning to blog about it ever since. During the holiday, the couches were filled with sunburned, shirtless drunks shouting at cars and pumping their fists in the air. I was slightly offended when a neighbor of mine referred to Wisconsin as the "Arkansas of the North," but unfortunately, scenes like this do nothing to refute his claim.