Wednesday, May 13, 2009

rednecks

Ok, so now I live in the country, however, living in the country does not a redneck make. Being a redneck is a choice and a way of life.

I went to a bbq this past weekend. The 'guy talk' in the garage while the fish was being fried was vulgar to put it mildly. Hey...if you really don't think you'll enjoy being married and sleeping with the same woman for the rest of your life...why bother getting married???

We left EARLY, Melissa was bored. The wives turned on NASCAR and were glued to it. puke.

By the time THEY ended the bbq, someone's car frame had been stolen, along with a political sign, a raccoon and a cat were mercilessly ran down and killed for entertainment, along with one coon escaping, but wounded badly I would assume. The car frame, sign and dead animals found their way to someone's walk leading to their front door....all in the name of 'humor'.

Glad I left early.