382 GRIPES and Griping Strong!



I had to do it! I had to create a blog so you and I could gripe about all of "The Crap" that we encounter everyday in our lives. Believe me, there is plenty! You can now come to this blog to Gripe because you have the right to do so. Over time, we will Gripe about topics ranging from sports to politics to just about all of the garbage that happens around us. When you Gripe, you can add your name or not. It's your right! You can vent any way you want. Use foul language if you are angry enough to and if you are offended, just Gripe It! Hell, we have been banned from Facebook twice! You can Gripe about people, places and things. The only thing I ask is if you are going to Gripe about someone and you use their name, make sure you have the facts straight or say it's your opinion. Otherwise they will sue your and my ass off! It's your RIGHT TO GRIPE! You can respond to one of our Gripes or you can lay down your own Gripe. It's easy. To post your own Gripe just email it to therighttogripe@hotmail.com and we will get it on. You can also post a Gripe on our Facebook page. Just search The Right To Gripe. If you don't want to write it down, just click on one of the boxes below each Gripe to give your opinion. You can also become an official "Griper". All you need to do is "Sign Up" and create an account. IT'S FREE! So, don't sit back and take it, just GRIPE IT!

Thursday, April 21, 2011


Reason #10 - They Still Have Their Christmas Lights Up
Reason #9 - More Red Lights Than The Law Allows
Reason #8 - Coalbillies
Reason #7 - Even The Laundromat Closed
Reason #6 - Main Street Mama's
Reason #5 - WVW High School, what a dump!

Reason #4 - Time Warp

When approaching Plymouth from either side of Main Street, you immediately notice that something is wrong. The entire look and feel of the town is off for some reason. That reason is simple. As you enter Plymouth, you are grabbed and pulled into a vortex which sends you back in time to 1968. Other than a few businesses like Dunkin Donuts and Turkey Hill, the town of Plymouth has looked the same for the past 40 plus years. Run down store fronts, old telephone poles and dive bars litter the Main Street as they did in the 60's. Sport Jes, Reds Subs and Max L. Fainberg Furniture are still there even though they never look to be opened. I know for a fact that Sport Jes is still in business. As for the other two, who knows. Every time I go through Plymouth they look to be closed. It is always a mystery.

Speaking of mysteries, Plymouth is shrouded in mystery. As you enter and approach the center of town, you are thrown out of the vortex and brought right back into the 21st century. Smack dab in the middle is a brand new Turkey Hill as well as a state of the art Dunkin Donuts. Go figure? The center of Plymouth is like the eye of the hurricane. Everything appears to be somewhat normal. However, once you leave the eye, you are once again thrust back into the time warp. Plymouth is an enigma. It is a one of a kind. It is Plymouth!

Tomorrow, reason #3 Not To Go To Plymouth.

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