I do miss the mountains and the sarcastic witty banter exchanged between childhood friends.
You can take the girl out of the mountains, etc.
Here are just a couple of things I’ve observed while in the most excellent of states…The Lone Star...I don’t want to get in trouble, so my observations promulgated here will be presented in a Jeff Foxworthy format…
In addition, I would like to state for the record my personal belief in redeeming characteristics of redneckism...limited though they are.
If you use household garbage as charcoal briquettes…you just might be a redneck
If you clean your sinuses by covering one nostril with thumb and then forcefully exhaling contents of lungs through other nostril…and you’re in front of your neighborhood Al-Sups…and you are female…you just might be a redneck.
This was just a couple of the...well are there really words here?
Anyway...we all got 'em, don't we?