It would be difficult to imagine a place more pathetic than the trailer park of Aimlow, a small town cultural wasteland whose inhabitants are bent on nothing more than hunting, drinking and driving four-wheelers - oftentimes, simultaneously. They are uneducated, modern day peasants who spend their time glued to television sets, gulping wine straight from the box, feasting on pork rinds and breeding simply for something to do during commercial breaks. The one bright spot in their lives is the hope that Aimlow may one day play host to the next Y'alMart Supercenter. But when an old peddler...