The wind is faster than your truck.
Every other vehicle is a 4x4.
When the sun goes down you start looking for your coat.
In March, your vehicle is 43% mud.
You leave your keys in the car and the next morning it's still there.
The elevation exceeds the population.
You've broken down on the highway and somebody stops to help you.
You can see the stars at night.
People drive 200 miles to shop in a real mall.
Your great grandmother is older than the courthouse.
You got a set of snow tires for Valentines Day.
The bumper jack in your pickup will lift a house.
Your back yard smells like sagebrush or various animals.
A girls' basketball game fills the gym.
A rodeo is more popular than a rock concert.
You can fish, golf, and go skiing all in the same day if you try hard enough.
Yellow light means "follow the car in front of you no matter what."
Democrats are like salmon, they are on the endangered species list.
You wave to someone on the freeway because you recognize the truck.
You talk about a combine and people don't wonder what you are putting together.
In the spring, every tenth car you pass is a tractor.
Maps and gloves are kept in your vehicle's "jocky box."
You have to wait for a flock of sheep to pass you on the road.
You know why people pay money to watch "pig wrestling."
You've golfed where the hazards include wagon wheel ruts from the Oregon Trail.
You've ever received skis for Christmas, and used them Christmas morning skiing off of the roof.
You've ever flown commercially and at least once seen grazing cattle higher than the flying plane.
Anyone has ever not believed you about why there are 5 parallel stripes painted across the road at the freeway onramp.
You know what a finger steak is.
You've ever given a snow shovel or an ice scraper as a gift...and not as a joke.
You've seen snow in every month of the year.
You prefer to ski at the place it takes chains on snowtires to get to.
You have ever used the 'Above 3500 feet' directions in cooking instuctions.
You've ever checked the barometer before deciding to use the "+3500 ft" instructions.
The name "Galena Summit" makes you worry about the state of your brakes.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Idaho.
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Saw that on a Journal, kinda funny, and yet so true. I'm sure a lot of these apply to other states as well.
There should be something about seeing an idiot driver and looking at their lisence plate to see if it is from Canyon County.
I actually saw someone run a stopsign in North Platte, Nebraska and the driver who had to slam on his brakes yelled something about "dang Canyon County drivers." The other guy had a 2/C Idaho Plate. I don't know if they still have County codes like they used to. This was back in the early nineties with the old white and green plates.
I lived in Boise in the late eighties, and they opened the first real shoppimg mall in Boise right when we left.
