Without a doubt, this blog deal is way scarier on the backside.  

If I was to ever show anybody that texts that come from you clowns.  Picks of rusty ice picks, etc.

The other day I got a text of a picture of a door.  I don’t know which is worse.  That one of you sent me a pic of a bathroom stall door.  OR the fact that I recognized it as a bathroom stall door in a Buc-ee’s!  Just wrong. 

Tonight, something about stuffing the onion harvest in pantyhose while drinking bourbon.  I’m not sure what to even say about that.  I know he was dealing with his garden but…..onions…….in pantyhose?   There is surely a joke there. 

WALK AWAY!!!

Speaking of scary….that Kedrick ain’t afraid to take on a goat herd dispersal.  700+ head?  No problem.  He’ll make it work.  In all actuality, it may be genius.  He just picked up a whole new genetic bank to go back on what he has already developed.  Cool!  As for me, I cringe at the thought of THAT many female goats to deal with.  Shudder.  

I have a new “olympic” sport.  I catch grasshoppers and throw them into the chicken pen.  Ravenous is the word that comes to mind.  Those birds go at em.  And it’s way better than watching some ass-clown that kneels or won’t salute our flag.  If they can’t stand and salute, leave their asses at home.  Better yet, send some chickens.  They look awkward running but they can catch a grasshopper and rip it to shreds. 

It’s scary that you all read this stuff. 

Peace out.