Well, here’s a promo we can all get behind!
I guess the young lady in the “Dirty South” post will never get THIS if she buys a car in NYC.
This young man really needs a new girlfriend
The “Dirty South”????? This is unbelievable, especially coming from NYC, which I’ve never been to, but I have NEVER heard as being a pristine place. And these people eat biscuits, mashed potatoes and gravy???? Oh, the horror!!!!
Well, maybe not my BIGGEST fear, but it’s right up there
Things that Southerners Find Strange about Northerners
Really, this could be just Chapter 1 of a whole book. I might write it, who knows.
This is more true now, than when I grew up
Although I admit to doing this with my own child, it wasn’t as true when I grew up, and friends of my own age agree. Any misbehavior was met with “the look”, a promise of terrible trouble “once I get you home”. The Look was generally enough to throw the fear into me! Mom was […]
My hero!
It’s me, it’s me, it’s Ernest T!!!
What is this magical stuff?????
There are millions of do-it-yourself concoctions on the internet. I don’t try many of them, but I like looking at them. Think I’m kidding, take a peek at just some of them. Has anyone else noticed that 95% of them involve Dawn Dishwashing Liquid? It’s true! And not JUST any-old Dawn, but BLUE DAWN, it […]
Do people even do this anymore?
This was the true dream of every little girl around my age. Standing in front of the band, twirling for the crowds – maybe, maybe even FIRE BATONS, where they’d turn out the stadium lights for max effect. I tried hard at an early age with a baton – but my arms were so short, […]
Don’t be fooled by that sweet smile
We’ve spoken before how quickly the sweetness factor can turn on a dime, especially when advanced age is involved. It all just erupts out like Mount St. Helens at times, and there’s nothing you can do but watch the horror unfold. My own great-grandmother was a tiny little woman, maybe about 4’10”, size 4 shoe, […]
Yes, we do look at you that way
Used to work for an agency that had offices up and down the MS River, from St. Paul to New Orleans. Every so often, we’d have in person regional meetings. Sometimes, some deranged person would schedule the August meeting in New Orleans. It was pitiful watching the folks from St. Paul and Illinois try to […]