I remember when I was like eight watching a Wonderful World of Disney movie about a family that brings refugees from a third world country (not sure which continent) into their home and tries to give them a better life. All I can remember about the outcome is that at some point one of the kids can't take living in "civilization" anymore, so he/she digs a hole out in the yard and starts taking a pee/crap and crying a lot. Then, one of the parental figures comes out and there is a bunch more crying.

This is sort of how I feel living in the city. But, I know if I go outside to take a crap no one will come out and cry with me. I'll probably just get shit on my shoes and wish I had better aim.

Two words that sum up why my g-friend is smarter than me:

Dinosaur Ghosts