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Happy Birthday Kalo! What a nice Christmas gift you gave to your mom. I mean that in all sincereity as well.
Robyn, oh I so know about red necks, grew up with 'em in my family and all in my small town. Sigh. Decided early in life that little boys really don't grow up, they just get bigger toys!
We have one local store/restaruant/gas station combination in our small village. Now about a week before the actual hunting day opens, you will see them coming out of the woodwork stopping in to get lunch and coffee. They have been building fancy and not so fancy deer stands. You can tell the 'city slickers' from the red necks too! Those from the city we label 'wanna be red necks' LOL. They are the ones who strive for the red neck look, but unfornately they go buy their gear at expensive places and drive fancy clean trucks. For some reason they can't understand that a true redneck does not care what he looks like or smells like and his clothes are from the local Wal-Mart or patched together in order to save extra money to put on his truck-gun-bird dog!
Then comes the actual open season. At lunch, picture this guys, four or five mud coated trucks will be vying for the parking spot closet to the door to the local store, they crowd around ensuring you have to walk around at least two of 'em to get to the door. And lo and behold, right there, tail gate open, they sit with their prize practically hanging out of the truck, they gather crowds of has been hunters and to be hunters, telling and re-telling the story of how they nailed this one. It is so sickening. The concrete around this little group is littered with tobacco spit, the air reeks of the smell, and hoots of laughter can be heard from each group.
Now, tell me, who in their right mind could walk past this, go into the store/restaurant/gas station and sit at a table and EAT! Only those guys, we have all lost our appetites. sigh. such is the life of us who live in redneck hill country hickville nowhere.
Hmm, I think I might need to get dressed and mosey up to the store come to think of it....the Toyota people are working thru Christmas and I wanna see the expressions of the Japaneese people when they get a look see at the real area they are moving in!
Oh my, now I have gone and done it.
Sorry Robyn, I hijacked your thread and I didn't mean to.
Shutting up now..
So glad you found your starbucks today and enjoying it.
Everyone, Have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year... blessings to you...aiangel
Happy Birthday Kalo! What a nice Christmas gift you gave to your mom. I mean that in all sincereity as well.
Robyn, oh I so know about red necks, grew up with 'em in my family and all in my small town. Sigh. Decided early in life that little boys really don't grow up, they just get bigger toys!
We have one local store/restaruant/gas station combination in our small village. Now about a week before the actual hunting day opens, you will see them coming out of the woodwork stopping in to get lunch and coffee. They have been building fancy and not so fancy deer stands. You can tell the 'city slickers' from the red necks too! Those from the city we label 'wanna be red necks' LOL. They are the ones who strive for the red neck look, but unfornately they go buy their gear at expensive places and drive fancy clean trucks. For some reason they can't understand that a true redneck does not care what he looks like or smells like and his clothes are from the local Wal-Mart or patched together in order to save extra money to put on his truck-gun-bird dog!
Then comes the actual open season. At lunch, picture this guys, four or five mud coated trucks will be vying for the parking spot closet to the door to the local store, they crowd around ensuring you have to walk around at least two of 'em to get to the door. And lo and behold, right there, tail gate open, they sit with their prize practically hanging out of the truck, they gather crowds of has been hunters and to be hunters, telling and re-telling the story of how they nailed this one. It is so sickening. The concrete around this little group is littered with tobacco spit, the air reeks of the smell, and hoots of laughter can be heard from each group.
Now, tell me, who in their right mind could walk past this, go into the store/restaurant/gas station and sit at a table and EAT! Only those guys, we have all lost our appetites. sigh. such is the life of us who live in redneck hill country hickville nowhere.
Hmm, I think I might need to get dressed and mosey up to the store come to think of it....the Toyota people are working thru Christmas and I wanna see the expressions of the Japaneese people when they get a look see at the real area they are moving in!
Oh my, now I have gone and done it.
Sorry Robyn, I hijacked your thread and I didn't mean to.
Shutting up now..
So glad you found your starbucks today and enjoying it.
Everyone, Have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year... blessings to you...aiangel
WOOHOO AIANGEL!!!!
You tell it sista! I am cracking up here, and loving the fact that....
I'm not into the whole killing deer thing (or any thing for that matter) for venison. If you need it to survive that's one thing, but killing for sport is something I don't support. Kalo, Happy Birthday! Robyn, I want to wish you a very, very, Merry Christmas!
May your Christmas' and New Year bring nothing but happiness.
((((((((CD Friends)))))))
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