When The Ring Fits…
Just walk off with it. I’m going to try this the next time someone gives me a piece of jewelry to try on.
Now, this next addition to my “Redneck Antics” category is not meant to offend anyone. You have to imagine this in your head and the reaction you would probably have. Keep this in mind. So, yesterday evening while pulling onto my road, I see two what I think were dirt bikes, but I’m not an expert on motorcycles, pulled off on the side. I stop and look to make sure no cars were coming, and turn my head back to the right to pull out. Then I see it. Both men had t-shirts on-both shirts had seen better days-the sleeves on both had been ripped off… the men were probably in their late 30s… both with beer guts… beards, and, one man was missing an arm. I will admit, sometimes I have difficulty driving with both hands and I can’t understand how one could even balance himself properly on a motorcycle with one arm. Needless to say I pondered this on my way up my driveway. I still can’t figure it out. Leave it to a drunk, one-armed redneck to figure it out.













