After highlighting your hair, your hairdresser helps you unload your mammoth sized ice chest full of deer meat from the back of your truck so that she can make you some jerky.
Coco...I may have topped you on this one.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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8 comments:
Well, that is pretty redneck!!! LOL!!
What the heck? Seriously ya'll did that? LOL!
uh huh - you might be a redneck...
WOW. Just . . . wow.
Ummm, that is very close. Very close my friend.
Do you have a lb of deer sausage to anyone that walks through your door? I do!
And we are traveling to Weatherford with a cooler full of it this weekend, so my dad can make us jerky!! FUNNY!!
Very believable--knowing the 2 of you!!! You better share some of that jerky!!!
I consider the label "redneck" a term of indearment, so you're OK in my book!
Where oh where have you been? I miss reading your blog:)
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