A redneck moves from the trailerhood to the suburbs for a little patch of dirt to call home and set up an as much as possible self sufficient lifestyle. Some things will go better than planned, others worse. Hopefully, most will at best be somewhere in between.
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
It Be That Way Sometimes
Last time I loaned my mower to my neighbor I said, "Bring it back full of gas and you break it, you bought it." She brung it back nigh onto empty, she'd dropped the front wheels 2 notches but not the back (which mangled my front yard until I seen what had been maladjusted) and it took me 3 tries to get the self propel mechanism working right again. Well, she asked me tother day to borrow it again and got shot down and I told her why. I've been out watering my front garden and fruit trees a couple times since then and seen her and her pack of snot gobblers. They haven't said ,"Hey... How are you... Kiss my ass..." Nary a word. The wrestler, Ice Man King Parsons summed it up nicely when he said, "Like Momma said, 'It be that way sometimes'."
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