So, a nice visit with the fam. Or rather, with Sweetie's fam.
My mother in law was in the chicken enclosure breaking up a fight (cock fightin' is still illegal in their neck o' de woods.)
The Howler watches Grandma whack both roosters with a broom handle, then walks up to the gazebo, where Grandpa is sitting by the fire, watching a rousing game of Ladderball.
Grandpa asks, "So where's she at?"
And the Howler responds, "She's beatin the hell outta the chickens."
Luckily, Grandpa is deaf as a doornail.
2 comments:
Bwahahaha!
oh how I miss howler stories..I've been away from your blog too long
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