I aims to get this hillbilly talk right. I was fetching a book yesterdays on hows to speak it, and fixin to finish it. Now If I got a grain a sense, some kin folk may help me out. Then I'll have me a shindig, and swollee the shine till sun up.
In the meantime, I got some taters heatin up, and i feel crazier than a run over dog. Neighbors round here are good but some are colder than well diggers behind. They can't never do nothin right anyways. They is nosier than a pet coon too. Some dem neighbors still have signs on their mobiles that say "Wide Load"...
I've been over sum of dem neighbors house. All you hear someon say is.."Somebody go jiggle the handle". The wife even had a homemade fur coat.
I finally left the house, because one family member thought a Volvo was part of the female anatomy, and called a computer mouse a critter..
I decided to leave that town fer good, and tried to move into a motel 6, but they turned off the lights when they saw me coming.