Yep, Spidey, there’s some desperate southern gals out here.
When Son-of-a-wrek was sparkin’ around looking for a soul-mate he purposely did not want an Arkansas girl. And specifically not one he went to school with. I asked him “Why?”
He told me the girls/young women here want a paycheck and a baby daddy.
He married a young women he met on leave after his first tour overseas. Funny, she controls his pocket book and they have 2 children.
His wife, my DIL couldn’t be a better match for him. I’m pleased with his choice, I must say.
So…I heard thru the grapevine Mr.Wrekker got a big buck this morning. It’s going to the taxidermy guy. Oh, joy! More redneck home decor. :smack: I don’t know where he thinks this one’s hanging. My walls are full of dead animals.
I’ve somehow kept them out of the bedroom and the dining room.
Maybe his barn office?
Oh, oh, I know, the lakehouse. God knows it needs decor.
Hmmm? How can I turn this around to my advantage? I may even get him to take some off my wall and move them out to the lakehouse, as well.
Mr.Wrekker -one trophy buck
Me- less redneck wall decor.
Yep. I win.
Three professors die and arrive at the Pearly Gates together. The first taught at Oxford and St Peter discusses quantum mechanics with him. The second taught at Harvard Law and he and St Peter discussed the finer points of jurisprudence. The third taught at the University of Wisconsin and Pete asked, “Yah hey dere. Ya get your buck?”
I’ve gone to Vermont for their firearms fishing season (the locals call it “bang-ling”) so who knows? I have relatives down anound San Antonio somewhere; could make for an interesting week.
I’ve noodled before.
You so funny:D