Wives, take note, there are some unintended repercussions that can come from letting your husband read way too much Old Testament at a time. The constant stories of bloody warfare simply rile up the wild at heart tendencies of any domesticated office worker such as I. Couple this with the springtime return of tree rats, the planting of new garden vegetables that need my stewardship, and a trip to Redneck Depot (aka Walmart), and we've got the right conditions to finally see an upgrade for my childhood pellet gun.
Julia may have taken me out of East Texas, but she can't seem to get all the East Texas out of me. There are actually many clues to my red neck in this single picture, such as the bits of baby food on the floor, the peeling paint on the baseboards that drives my mama crazy, and the fact that, if you look close, you can see the dented barrel on my childhood gun from a close call in a BB gun war.
Seriously, look at the size of that slug! I already told Julia to fire up the cast iron skillet because I've already been catching up on prudent Art of Manliness and All Recipes reading.
that is a funny post. And yes, I am bothered by the peeling paint on your floorboards! And that link to how to skin a squirrel is quite detailed! We have a little package of dove meat in our freezer--maybe we need a wild neighborhood backyard hunting cookoff!--mom
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