That Yo Dog???

Kellie and I went walking tonight to Banjo Creek Farms and back, which is 3 miles round trip. To preface this, I will say that my community is about 50 latin/50 white, so we don't get a fun variety of accents or languages. As we were walking by the lake we saw an SUV off the road with some kids hanging on it. One of the kids started getting worried as we got closer and was eying Sabri. He yelled out, "That yo dog?!" I told him it was and that she was very sweet. He looked very relieved. On our way back we noticed that they had their canoe, lawn chairs and cooler out in the middle of the road. This might be the country, but they sure aren't the only people trying to use this road! A car came and they refused to move. It was hilarious because they were all yelling at each other and since they were neither white nor latin, we know they do not live within 2 hours of here. We got home and my dad asked us who was outside. The funny part of that question is that the family was about a mile away, but my dad could hear them clearly, and could tell that they weren't from around here. The joys of a small town that gets invaded by tourists that leave their brain at home during the summer.