Wednesday, June 17

Hey Billy Joe Jim Bob did I ever tell you the story about....

A redneck was stopped by a game warden in Central Mississippi
recently with two ice chests full of fish. He was leavin' a cove well-known for its fishing. The game warden asked the man, 'Do you have a license to catch those fish?' 'Naw, sir', replied the redneck. 'I ain't got none of them there licenses. You must understand, these here are my pet fish.' 'Pet fish?' 'Yeah. Every night, I take these here fish down to the lake and let 'em swim 'round for awhile. Then, when I whistle, they jump right back into these here ice chests and I take 'em home.' 'That's a bunch of hooey! Fish can't do that.' The redneck looked at the warden for a moment and then said, 'It's the truth Mr. Government Man. I'll show ya. It really works.' ' O. K.', said the warden. 'I've got to see this!' The redneck poured the fish into the lake and stood and waited. After several minutes, the warden says, 'Well?' 'Well, what?', says the redneck. The warden says, 'When are you going to call them back?' 'Call who back?' 'The FISH', replied the warden! 'What fish?', replied the redneck. Moral of this here story:
"We may not be as smart as some city slickers,
but we ain't as dumb as some government employees".
I reckon it be a true story don't you?
Stop in at my first blog and leave your calling card:
Shes gone fishin

Saturday, June 6

What kind of drugging did your parents force on you?

I conclude that if our parents drugged us it was for a darn good reason!!
We were drug many places, drugged many times
and really way to numerous to mention but,
my favorite druggings were when we were
drug camping and when school was off
for the summer, drug to my moms
parents farm in rural Missouri.
Up front on the left in hornrim glasses is my for me....probably out trappin frogs
and squirrels or fishin with daddy on the creek bank.
The little girl is my sister sittin on momma's lap @ManyFondMemories.
I can still name all of our camping partners in crime here too.
The druggings started in the 50's
That's us cousins n all at my grandparents 50th weddin anniversary, hangin out in the backyard. I'll never forget the comment my granny made about me goin to town wearing shorts and that it weren't lady like...Look at us girls, we're all wearin shorts though.