You Might Be From A Small Town If...

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You can name everyone you graduated with.

You know what FFA is.

You ever went to parties at a pasture, barn, or in the middle of a dirt road.

Your idea of a FUN weekend was riding around parking lots because that is where EVERYBODY was.

Your idea of an EXCITING weekend was watching a fight in the parking lot.

You ever went cow-tipping or snipe hunting.

School gets canceled for city, county, or state events.

You were ever in the Homecoming parade.

You have ever gone home for Homecoming.

Everyone thought it was really cool to date someone from the neighboring town.

You had senior skip day.

The whole school went to the same party after graduation.

You don't give directions by street names, but instead, like this:

turn right by Mark's house, go two blocks east past Henderson's, and it's four houses left of the track field.

The country club golf course had only 9 holes. (Or there wasn't even one.)

You can't help but date a friend's ex-boyfriend/girlfriend.

The people in the city dress funny, then your town picks up on the trend a few years later.

The football coach suggested that you haul hay for the summer to get stronger.

Directions are given using "the" stoplight as a reference.

The city council meets at the coffee shop.

Your "letter jacket" was worn after your 19th birthday.

You decide to walk somewhere for exercise and 5 people pull over and ask if you need a ride.

Your teachers call you by your older siblings' names.

Your teachers remember when they taught your parents.

The closest Taco Bell or Burger King is at least 30 miles away.

So is the closest shopping mall.

You have a good laugh reading this because you know they're all true.

Then you forward it to everyone who lives in your town (because you know them all)!!

Wow, almost all of these are true for me! Nearest mall is 30 miles away, same for a fast food place. We have ONE stop light in the entire county. LMAO One was left out....Schools close for the opener of deer season. It's like a huge holiday for us. :D

Scarlette,

Where is/was your 'Small Town'? Being a 'Country Girl&Farmers Daughter';(I hear the jokes!),what was funniest for me was moving my husband(city slicker) from orlando too laurel,Indiana.lol

No lie,he called it Hooterville and our garbage service was a local farmer named Haney;YEP 'Haneys Hauling'! My husband and his family Roared over that and adding the fact that Mr.Haney picked-up the garbage in a beat up old pick-up with wood railings; he also used it too haul his hogs.

You had to drive 24miles West to get to the county seat(Brookville). No malls.

East 15 miles took you to Rushville; no malls but,they had a Wallmart.

North 18 miles to Connersville; again no mall but,they had both a Wallmart and Kmart.

The local slang kept my husband laughing as they laughed at his.

He stopped one-day to ask a 'Local'; "How do you get to Louieville from here? The 'Local' told him; I usually drive!

How about driving up the side of a 'Mountain"(anything that went up was a mountain too my husband); steep climb and upon reaching the top,their is a sign that says "HILL"! My hubby exclaimed; "DUH!, No-Shit"...

I live in the northern part of the lower peninsula in Michigan. My boyfriend lives near Detroit and it's hilarious. He's always making hillbilly jokes. When I give him a dirty look he says "Oh, I'm not talking about you of course!" What's funny is he's scared to death of my horses. He says they're such big animals and can be unpredictable. Uh, ok, but you live amongst thousands of other people, most probably carry guns and you're scared of my horses???? LMAO!!

This is my life. Graduated with a class of 25!! was a dedicated member of the FFA. And still know where my letter jacket is.(However I gave up wearing it several years ago) I love this post. I live an hour away from the closest mall. Talk about the "boonies".

You know you live in a small town when everyone in your class is your first or second cousin.

I have tipped a few cows! And for my High School Senior prank we brought a cow from the farm next door into the school during the night. We also stole the flag and ran my Dad's boxer shorts up the flag pole. I also use to skip class and drive my Dad's car, without a license, through the country roads about 80 mph. We had a favorite road called rollercoaster hills, where you could really get some good air if you went fast enough over the hills. And of course we did donuts in the parking lots for hours in the winter.

Who says small towns aren't fun!

Oh! I forget to mention that I had my wedding reception in a barn and we had a pig roast.

We also use to go "tracking" - Anyone know what that is?

hehehe...

31 kids in my graduating class - no stop light even to this day!

My 14 year old daughter and 10 year old son are equally adept at driving my F-250( but they only drive it alone if I send them out to do work ).

If there is ever anything that my kids do wrong I usually hear about it soon after it happens and lots of times before they get home.

We would rather go for a cruise up in the hills than go to the mall (which is 45 miles away).

My wife send me to the store for a gal. of milk and it takes me an hour because I'm catching up on the gossip in the parking lot.

You come home and find the tractor or one of the trucks gone and don't worry about it. Whoever borrowed it had good reason and will return it shortly.

We leave our keys in your vehicles and don't lock the house (of course the dogs know who belongs and who doesn't).

Parties ALWAYS involve a fire.

-Russell

I actually had to read this out loud to my daughter because it fit so well.

Graduated in 1981 with a class of 168. That is two small towns put together, and the largest to ever graduate from the school. Many of my children's teachers taught myself, my ex-husband and my present husband. Including the one that threw an eraser at the back of my ex-husbands head. My oldest child got quite a kick out of that story from the teacher! The majority of the boys he played football with had dads that played football with either his dad, his step dad or both.

We have not one stop light in town. Did get a subway in the shell station a couple years ago.

Several years ago I moved home after my divorce, the man I was dating at the time was not from here, but was helped move some things into the place while I was working. A few minutes after he was in my place the local cop came calling to find out what he was doing and why. I had known the cop since I was little, went to school with his two boys. I personally thought this was great, the boyfriend did not finding it offensive. When he didn't want to go to the homecoming football game I knew we were through ;)

Thanks this was a good laugh for me and my daughter!

What is FFA???

--Barbara

FFA= FUTURE FARMERS of AMERICA

Specializes in ER, Hospice, CCU, PCU.

Boy................Did those bring back the memories, I think I did them all (Yes, even tipping a cow). There was one cow in old farmer kinsleys field that liked beer. We used to stop by on Saturday nights and get her tipsy. Nope, wasn't a whole lot to do for fun, you just kinda made your own.

Specializes in ER.

I come from a graduating class of 17...also had no idea of what FFA was. We all went to school together from primary right through grade twelve, I remember when our class expanded to 50 in the 7th and 8th grade and we were split into two classrooms it was the first time in recent memory that our school had more than one of any grade. The whole school held 350, and we had quite a few teachers who were working on their second generation of kids.

Wedding receptions, funerals, and anniversaries (and especially Christmas Eves) in my town are considered public events, everyone is welcome (more or less)because we know everyone. The town drunk showed up for Christmas eve at our house at least twice a year (he was sent on his way agin quickly) Once I moved away I realized how strange that is. And until you are second generation your whole family is from "away"

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