Shame.

Damn shame.

First the hippies came around, back in the sixties. They weren't too bad, I guess. Then the yuppies started coming in. Skiing and champagne and goose liver pate. Boy oh boy did things start to go haywire. People coming around, flashing a bunch of money looking to buy up all the property. That crazy old bastard who built that godawful damn license plate house--he sold that tumble down pile of crap to some Denver lawyer for $300,000! Believe that?