Televisions are large and loud. Lots are narrow. Families are extended. There are no pooper scooper laws in the burg. If your dog does his business on someone else's lawn, the next morning the crap apples will be on your front porch.
Life is simple in the burg.
Amazingly, there's a juicy mystery at the center of all this kitsch and kin. Stephanie's cheapskate Uncle Fred has vanished in broad daylight from a shopping-center parking lot. He'd been in the midst of errands that included demanding a two dollar refund from the local garbage hauler because of a missed collection. Aunt Mabel seems more interested in trading in Fred's old station wagon for a new luxury car than in locating her spouse. But I was also a month overdue on my rent.