We called 'em "grape arbors" and they were great to sit under during the hot summer. Sitting in the shade, drinking REAL lemonade and eatin' fresh grapes...that was livin' high on the hog.

But Bobert, onct it's up that bit from Amos says it has to connect to a pool or somethin'. So this year it's a pergola and next year you'll be digging a swimmin' pool, mark my words. And then it's gonna be marble statchooes of half-naked wimmen and men linin' the walk the to the pool, and you know what THAT sorta thing leads to, doncha? Yeah, you'll be singing the blues before ya know it, only in eyetalian!