[MichiganMat]

Yeah, I remember the good ol' days back in my small town. Don't like somebody? Burn a cross in their yard or maybe nail a dead cat to their front door. If they complain you just drag 'em by a rope behind your horse or truck for awhile. It was all just good fun. Then the big-city folk had to stick their noses in our bid'ness and force us to be nice. T'ain't been the same since.

The South shall rise AGAIN!