“I hope it’s an open carry state, ‘cause Clem’s got his guns out.”
“I hope it’s an open carry state, ‘cause Clem’s got his guns out.”
“Bob says run! Bob says run! Bob says run!”
{good pick-up after handoff}
“Bob was right! Bob was right! Bob was right!”
Armed and fabulous.
Listening to John Denver and grading history projects.
Freezing rain here. My smaller trees are leafless right now and likely will do fine, but my bigger live oaks are straining under the weight.
Should I call out BS?
Ha, seventh and eighth grade kids, amazing. Yeah, we have more than our share of idiots...I used to live one town over from where this took place, used to work in the other town involved...one of the redneckier zones of Vermont I would say.
In that same area many years ago I went to watch a pal of mine coach his Little League all stars in a game. A large (6-3, 225) drunken spectator (Little League, mind you) heckled the similarly sized ump, who came over between innings, and next thing you know punches were flying and there was a LOT of blood (noses, facial cuts). I'll never forget the look of bewilderment on the kids' faces...sheesh. Little League.