i can speak authoritatively that the american southwest is like an episode of the flintstones but without the dinosaurs or the fun parts. it's seriously like a different fucking species and they LOVE loud noises. they straight pipe fucking fiats and old trucks and race them all day and night. 3 am races down random neighborhood roads. they're not races though. they're noise contests. they win. we lose.

ya'll really have no fucking clue how bad things are going to get. it's like a bunch of meth'ed out white trash, but louder and more violent, and there is no meth to explain the behavior.