In 2000 I answered only the number of people in the house and was honored with a personal visit from a census worker. Screaming at that long haired maggot to get off my porch is a memory that still makes me smile and I look forward to this year’s opportunity to provide an education to another dope smoking punk.
Well, I just thought everyone should know what they are getting into, that’s all. I didn’t answer the 2000 Census at all, and they haven’t found me yet... LOL ...
Of course, I have to keep on the move to keep one step ahead of them and never sleep in the same place more than one night... but other than that, it’s been no problem... :-)