(Before I type this post, I have to mention that I LOVE the town/area I grew up in. There happen to be a lot of rednecks there, and I happen to love them. I’m not dissing my hometown, but anyone who’s ever been there, knows that it is essentially HickVille, USA.)
I was text messaging with my sister this afternoon. This was part of our conversation:
(After a long delay with no response from my sister)
Brandi writes: Sorry, I was on the phone with Dad. He says hi, thanks for calling this weekend. He was worried sick.
Me:Pssh! I talked to him Friday!
Brandi:He’s just playing. I didn’t talk to him either. He must not have been bored.
Me: Yah! Did you know he has a new lady friend?
Brandi: Ya! And did you know we are related to her?!? LOL!
Me: (I couldn’t type for a while, I was laughing too hard)
Me: OMG, are you kidding me?
Brandi:She’s umm…Papa Cliff’s (My dads father) brother’s step daughter I think. So only by marriage. But still funny!
And that, ladies and gentleman, is reason 836 why I am from HickVille!
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