A telling photo
JAYsus! What have we become? Sitting on the front porch of the trailer drinking tequila in the kind of folding cloth chair that you get free for opening a checking account at a bank, beer cooler at hand, with a piece of javelina skin tacked to the TV antenna mast, wearing high-waters....... I'm pretty sure that qualifies me as a charter-member in Rednecks of America! No wonder my new suegra isn't too happy with the current state-of-affairs!
Well, gentle reader, please continue on with the narrative. Perhaps I'll convince you that there's still a trace of class in the family.
Or, perhaps not.
