Listen, I grew up in a tiny pocket of inbred madness....I know allllll about rednecks. But really, this takes the cake....
Tell me, when, oh when, is it OKAY for the school crossing guard to graciously extend an offer to show my 5yr old her new false chompers? Hmmm? I ask you....and not once mind you, but twice in the same day.
I wish I was making this stuff up....
And tomorrow when we have to make the trek across the street, and she invites us to take a closer look while they're in her hand....I'm definitely moving....to Arkansas!
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I got nothing...nope. Nada. Jaw hanging open in disbelief. How 'bout we just call it aclimitizing yourself to moving out east. :) Nah...even our necks ain't that red.
*banjo music playing in the background*
ya....thats bad.....but it could be worse...she could hand them to Rylee and tell her to give them a try....
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