|This prolly used to be somebuddy's driveway.|
|In the olden days peeples made fences out of rawks.|
|A gabillion miles of fences all ofur the place.|
|A fix-her-upper. Hellooooooo, anybuddy home?|
|An old farm thingie - be this an anteek?|
|Hey! Where be the howse?|
But I feel so sorry fur these dung beetles - you see those white spots moving around on them? I think they need some Frontline. They has bugs.
|Backseat driver on the way home.|