Holy hells 'n beans. Today was the day of our towns "big" political rally. I ain't all up in the politics, but I AM into sellin' plants to a whole bunch of rich folks. Moms 'n me & V & Ni sat out there all day, from 9-4, sellin' plants to raise money for the nursery. We sold 200 dollars worth, which was more than I thought we'd sell...so I'm happy on that front. However, on the way home from eatin' at Tudie's we drove past ol' Jank Southerland's house. Y'all he was out in the yard with the water hose stuck down his pants, wearin' no shirt. I swear he looked like a marshmallow dipped in some pubie hairs. I don't mind if a person goes shirtless, but if you go shirtless and look like a pastry in need of a bikini wax and some tree loppers I WILL talk about yo' ass.
Anyway, it was hotter than a two fannied pole dancer today.
At least she/we got her/our moneys worth.
Anyway, it was hotter than a two fannied pole dancer today.
At least she/we got her/our moneys worth.
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